Damn It.
He was infatuated by her.
He was near to being blinded
By his attraction to her.
He was In love, damn it all.
He disliked her
He resented her
He disapproved of almost
Everything about her.
Yet he was head over heels
In love with her.
He wondered grimly
What he was going to do about it.
He was not amused.
Or in any way pleased.
I hate it when I can't stop
Thinking about that one person..
And deep down inside you know
They probably haven't
Thought about you once..
I hate you but I desire to be with you.
I feel lonely when I can't see you.
I am obsessed with you.
I am fascinated by you.
I am infatuated with you.
I hunger for your taste, your smell,
The feel of your soul touching mine.