Emotions bewildered,
The feelings i re-considered.
Love is obscession,
Or maybe i'm wrong.
List in the depths of my thoughts,
My heart's made me a psychopath.
Now, i'm left in a trance of my very own oblivion,
My vision gets teary with needy attention of your appearance,
Just a glimps i crave for,
A quick peep of your very existence.
_I miss you so much, in quality and quantity,
I'm beginning to lose control.
Wishful thoughts of impossibilities, obscures the ideal of reality._
Unclear pictures creates flashbacks of the opportunities i wasted.
Now that you are far from reach,
It makes my heart heavy.
Oh! Maybe truly i'm in love,
Or is this still obscession?
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