It's easy to get obsessed with something that isn't good for the self.
For me, it was you.
You were that ****** song, I couldn't get out of my head. That type of chocolate, I could never get enough of. Those hours I overslept. That escape I found, every time I wept.
Those day dreams. Those feelings. That smile.
None were good for me, yet that is what I'm craving.