You are a dream I want to chase
Knowing I will catch it
Make it a reality
You have become a want
…an obsession
…a craving
...an addiction
…a necessity
…an antidote
…a madness
…a reason
…an answer
…a temptation
What else can’t you be?
Can someone love that much?
Is there anything sane about love?
Symptoms too visible to hide
It is a sickness without a cure
Except loving back
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