Obsessed With You?

There was just something so alluring about you.

When I first saw you, I immediately knew that you would be important to me. Everything about you lured me in. Your smell, your smile, the way you pretended not to notice me at first. I knew you’d noticed me. You were my soulmate, there was no possible way we didn’t both feel it. From the moment we locked eyes I would become completely obsessed with you – obsessed wih making you happy, smile, and enjoy life to the fullest.

Your house was quaint and modest. Of course, I expected it to be so. You were a man of simpler taste. I loved that about you. Oh, what it would be like to sit inside your home. I’m obsessed with you and the thought of what our lives could look like together. I wondered what it looked like, and what you did when you were alone in there. Was it me you thought about? Our brief, yet passionate encounter? That spark was still lit up inside me, like sparklers on the Fourth of July.

I had to find out how you felt about me.

You seemed alarmed to find that I knew where you lived. Thankfully your demeanor changed a bit when I reminded you that you’d seen me in a music shop days earlier. You smiled softly as we recalled the brief encounter together. Of course, I didn’t want to scare you with just how obsessed with you I already was. I played it cool, made it seem like I lived right down the street and saw you taking your trash out when I noticed we lived near one another.

You were so polite and kind to me. Even said yes to me when I invited myself in for a cup of coffee. God, I just knew this would mark the beginning of a beautiful and blossoming relationship. There was no way I was the only one feeling these feelings. You didn’t push me away, in fact, you let me in. You wanted me to be with you. To get to know me and eventually grow to love me, I could feel it. I could see it in your eyes. You would want me to stay with you forever, wouldn’t you? The clear discomfort in your face would eventually turn to pure adoration. You’d see.

I was so obsessed with you, and becoming less afraid to show it.

I made it so that we could see each other as often as I’d like. There was this undying urge to take pieces of you with me when I had to part from your cozy cove. No matter how many times you gave me that disapproving look, I just couldn’t help but collect your items. Didn’t you understand? I only wanted to feel close to you when I couldn’t be with you. This way we could never truly be apart.

Has anyone ever been this obsessed with you before? I doubt you could have said yes. My dedication towards our time together would be unmatched. Even when you began to smell and your disapproving look towards me began to melt into an entire frown, my love for you would go on. Please try to understand. This is how we are meant to love one another. This was the only way to get you to love me the way I needed you to.

You forgive me, don’t you? Oh, my love. You’ll see why I did this in no time. I’ll meet you in forever and we will frolick through the fields of the afterlife so so happily together. God, I love you. And I am so glad you understand.

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