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Obsessed
I want someone to be obsessed with me.
With the way I say a certain word.
With the way I put emotions in words.
With the way I get involved in books.
With the way I keep thinking about something someone said some years ago.
With the way I cannot keep my hair tied up in a bun because they’re too silkily wild to be tamed.
With the way I need my tea in the morning with the right amount of sugar and milk.
With the way I get inspired from every little thing done by anyone.
With the way I find muses for my poetry at random places unknowingly.
With the way I get obsessed.
To music, art and artists.
To muses, clouds and evenings.
To you, your name, your voice.
To everything I know about you.
To everything I don’t know about you.
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