Obsessed - A poem
When I close my eyes, i can see you standing there
Your hair, your brown caramel eyes, you chubby cheeks and soft round face
I smile at the thought of you
I smile at the sound of your voice
You seemed to always be on my mind
After every call ended i would stare into my ceiling
Smiling
I couldn’t stop smiling
I couldn't stop thinking about you
And when you would randomly leave
My happiness would vanish with you
I remember you yelling at me for my decisions
My stupid choices and decisions
Asking me why i always wanted to play the game
Why i was obsessed about this stupid game
It wasn’t the game I was obsessed with
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