Twisted Adoration

Obsession. I'm obsessed with the way you look at me, like I'm a parasite in this society. I'm obsessed with the way you dig your nails into my back when we're alone. We should hate each other, right? Sick. I'm sick of the way I yearn for you, The way I change myself for your eyes to look at only me. I'm sick of wanting you. Desperate. I'm desperate to have you, And I will not stop until I do. I'm desperate for your fingers to dig into my skin, for your teeth to crash against mine. Love. I love you like I love the night sky. You bring a sense of peace. I love the way you hate me. We should hate each other right? But oh, I can't help but be obsessed. I can't help but be sick. I can't help being desperate. I can't help being in love.