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How far can one go for "love"? Is it truly love if it slips into something that consumes you?
The idea of love is easy enough to grasp - or at least, that's what we're told. It's supposed to be simple, natural. Two people, drawn together by something unspoken, something magnetic. But what if love isn't as clean and neat as it's made out to be? What if, in its most twisted form, it becomes something almost unrecognizable?
Obsession. The kind that clouds everything else. The kind that warps your thoughts until you no longer know what's real. People say there's a line between love and obsession, but how do you find it? When you're already deep inside the feeling, can you even see it? Can you feel the line before it pulls you under?
Maybe we never really know. Maybe love is just a disguise for something darker, something we're too afraid to name. And maybe, the question isn't how far love can go, but how far you're willing to let it take you.