it stays on your mind
unwilling to leave your head
unable to escape
it's a blessing and a curse
maybe it's presence is wanted
you do not want the thought to vanish
you want it to root itself in the furthest corners
you become fixated on every small detail
the more you think the more it grows on you
but it starts to eat away at you
it's all you can think about anymore
you have blissfully lost control
slowly losing and drifting away
you have become overwhelmed
but it doesn't matter
how can't it matter?
Because you love it