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Obsession

  • Writer: Neela Myers
    Neela Myers
  • May 8
  • 1 min read

You have no idea 

The things I’d do to leave your shadow

I am a moth drawn to your flame

The Tristan to my Isolde, we 

Complete each other

I am no lover girl, naive and bound with hope

For certain fate cannot deny us any longer

Watching you is ecstasy, and leaving is withdrawal

I know your parents, friends, brothers, and cousins

As well as family 

Everything you like I adore 

I can finish all your jokes before the punchline

For now I am unnoticed,

An extra in the big budget set of your life

In need of a chance for stardom

Why can’t you take pity?

It’s clear as day you need me

 
 
 

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