Sad Truth Of A Broken Heart Poem by Anisa Aden

i dont see the point of being sad but i really cant help it.
thinking about you became my sickness and obession.
not sure if its love or bigger than that, but i know its bad for me and it´s hurting me.
its getting worse, pushing everything and everyone away from me.
leaving me needing you when im sad, wanting you when im happy, even dreaming of you when i fall asleep.
it so weird how we dont talk at all for weeks or even months and yet i cant keep you out of my head.Youér there 24/7 in everywhere i look, i see you, i think about you, i want you.
trying my best not to fall for my weakness and call out for you, beacuse its a pride game we are playing and im not planning to lose or maybe im just scared of your rejecgtion.