they say love is unconditional
that love is kind and gentle
sweet and unwavering
healthy.
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they say obsession is consuming
that obsession is constricting and jealous
overwhelming and controlling
unhealthy.
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love is butterfly kisses and sweet nothings
intimacy in the most innocent ways
cherished secrets shared
instinctive.
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obsession is lustfilled gazes and drunken hazes
yelling and screaming until time runs out
words no one truly means.
compulsive.
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obsession can be confused for love
love can never be confused for obsession
love is love
lust is obsession
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i don't know what to believe
you tell me this is love
they tell me it's obsession
i say it's complicated.
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those stolen nights
too bright lights
dream filled days
it seems like love.
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then there's the screaming
the two am crying
making up in the middle of the afternoon
and starting it all over again.
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how can this be love?
i want to believe,
but it's hard to see
so so confused
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(darling you're a teenager, live a little)
the dots were supposed to form hearts, but someone somewhere doesn't want that to happen.