For
everyone
There is an
age,
And
everyone
Goes
through this phase.
Obsessive
love,
I call it;
When you
face it,
You’ll know
it.
The raging
jealousy,
The
anxieties galore;
Expecting
to hear their voice
With every
‘hello?’
The
disappointment that follows
When it’s
not them,
But with
the very next call,
New hope
will stem.
The
Facebook stalking,
The Twitter
talking,
The Google+
circles;
Clearing
all hurdles.
But you
need to hold back,
You must stay
calm;
Just let
things be, or
You’ll
cause less good, more harm.
If you try
to rush it,
You’ll just
scare them away;
And then
your obsession,
Will have
led you astray.
It is a
romantic notion,
But when
push comes to shove,
Keep your
head on your shoulders
And, don’t
give in to obsessive love.
