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Nov 2014
Here we go again.
I like you, you like me too,
I love you, you love me too.
Then I get obsessed.
Obsessed with talking to you, making you smile, laugh, interested.
When truly, its just slowly running you away.
Kmt. This ****** business aint gonna work. Maybe I really do have a problem. I just need to keep it calm.
Once I've done it, there's no escape.
I live in a life I didn't chose but directed.
I wish I was a mind reader, what are you thinking.
I'm going too fast,

What I feel, after what you said. It hurt my feelings.
And I chose to forgive and dismiss it.
For I know what this is.
An obsession for love, to be loved, our love.
Written by
PerfectTruths
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