Songs, rhymes, and collective thoughts

Infatuation, Lust, Love

I've been infatuated way too many times to count,
Something that destroys my pride,
The mere conversation with a girl,
And I can no longer focus my mind.
I've lust even more,
For it's something my demons have full power,
But my conscious has always told me not to lust for one,
For she's stronger than my demons to ever devour.
She is my love,
I know because it never fades,
Compared to the infatuations that have came and gone,
She has always stayed.