It's all about Her

You and the obsession...

After those long, seemingly endless summer breaks, school finally reopened.

On the first day back, my heart was racing with anticipation, hoping I'd get to see you again.

The thought of catching even a glimpse of you was the only thing that made me excited about returning.

But as I scanned the classroom, the halls, and the familiar places where you used to be, you weren't there.

My heart sank, and a strange emptiness filled me.

You hadn't attended school for the first few days, and I couldn't help but feel like something was missing from my world.

Then, finally, there came the day.

I walked into school, trying not to get my hopes up too high, but there you were.

You hadn't changed a bit.

You still had that same childish charm, the carefree way your hair was slightly messed up, and those glowing eyes that could make my heart flutter with just one glance.

The moment I saw you again, everything I had missed during the summer came rushing back, and I realized just how much space you occupied in my life.

That day, I couldn't help but wonder why I had fallen for you.

You weren't the type of girl I had imagined myself being drawn to, yet here I was, completely captivated by everything about you.

It didn't make sense on paper, but in my heart, it was the only thing that did.

And then I realized, it wasn't about fitting a type. It was about you, everything that you were, everything that made you who you are.

"Even when your hair's not done, nails not painted, no makeup, a little attitude, and a bad mood, I still find you the most beautiful girl ever."

That's the truth. Even on the days when you weren't at your best, you were still perfect to me.

I was obsessed with everything you did, every little detail that made you... you.

The way your smile could melt the coldest of hearts...

The way you could cause a storm with just a flick of your hair....

The way I could get lost in the depth of your eyes, like a swimmer drowning in an ocean...

"You had become an obsession in me."

I couldn't stop thinking about you.

Every day, you occupied my thoughts in ways I couldn't fully explain.

You were more than just a crush or an admiration, something deeper had grown inside me.

You had become a part of who I was, and I was consumed by everything you did.

"Actually, you are a blessing, and there are no words enough to describe you."

No matter how much I tried, words would always fall short.

You were beyond anything I could explain, and yet, I couldn't stop trying.

I knew that nothing I could say or think would ever capture just how perfect you were to me.

And that's how you became the obsession in me...