Obsessed
I'm obsessed with a guy i love, that's just the way it is.
I would do anything for him, my life is wholy his.
So honestly you can't call me out, from the depth of my situation,
when i say that my logic is why should i live, if he is not takin.
I live to make him happy, i want to see him smile,
surely it'd be worth my while, to condemn myself so as to make his life easier, to redeem him of a unwanted lover,
But for now i'm far to greedy, the fact deeply displeases me,
i don't have the generosity to let myself be deprived,
But even though i covet him still without trying to give him light,
Now i say my wistfull goodbye, readying for the date i die.
I would do anything for him, my life is wholy his.
So honestly you can't call me out, from the depth of my situation,
when i say that my logic is why should i live, if he is not takin.
I live to make him happy, i want to see him smile,
surely it'd be worth my while, to condemn myself so as to make his life easier, to redeem him of a unwanted lover,
But for now i'm far to greedy, the fact deeply displeases me,
i don't have the generosity to let myself be deprived,
But even though i covet him still without trying to give him light,
Now i say my wistfull goodbye, readying for the date i die.
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