Dedicated to a special someone who shall not be named

obsessed

the way you smile at me

that smile

I'm obsessed with you

and you don't see it

or maybe you do

but you won't tell me

and I know you won't

I get it

she's the one for you

even though you say she's not

it's obvious sometimes

I can feel it when you kiss me

when you squeeze me

when you rub my naked thigh

you don't want what I can offer you

would you love me if I looked like her?

if I was skinnier?

if I was happier?

if I was taller?

maybe if I had kept my long hair?

I don't think it would do anything if I'm honest

but what if