I have been sorting through thoughts
In my mind since last night, and
There hasn't been a moment, passing by
When you were off my mind.
Should I be calling this passion that
Is deeply affectionated within me as love
Or is it my obsession, I can't erase that
Strongly drives me wild, day and above?
I wish you felt the same as I,
For I have never felt this high
Before for someone, now as raw
And pure and intense, as this.
But not everything is destined
They often say, but how deep within
I yearn for us, for I genuinely believe,
In you and me, a love to achieve.
But now that I have realized
Time is a thing, I want to know
Is it you who is blind
Or is it me who is illusional?
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