We all have favorites
there is no use in denying that.

It is simple.

Yet I can't put my finger on why
or how you've grown to be mine

favorite...obsession?

Why do you visit me so often
in the dreams I'm afraid to dream?

You don't do that in real life.

No problem, you don't have to
this is the way it should be.

There is nothing I want from you.

But I want to wipe that idiotic smile
out of my face when our eyes meet.

It is not simple.