mad madame mim Christmas time is buzzing in my skull
Will it let me be? I cannot tell
There are so many things I cannot grasp
When I think I've got it, and then at last
Through my bony fingers it does slip
Like a snowflake in a fiery grip

Something's here I'm not quite getting
Though I try, I keep forgetting
Like a memory long since past
Here in an instant, gone in a flash
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

In these little bric-a-brac
A secret's waiting to be cracked
These dolls and toys confuse me so
Confound it all, I love it though

Simple objects, nothing more
But something's hidden through a door
Though I do not have the key
Something's there I cannot see
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

I've read these Christmas books so many times
I know the stories and I know the rhymes
I know the Christmas carols all by heart
My skull's so full, it's tearing me apart
As often as I've read them, something's wrong
So hard to put my bony finger on

Or perhaps it's really not as deep
As I've been led to think
Am I trying much too hard?
Of course! I've been too close to see
The answer's right in front of me
Right in front of me

It's simple really, very clear
Like music drifting in the air
Invisible, but everywhere
Just because I cannot see it
Doesn't mean I can't believe it

You know, I think this Christmas thing
It's not as tricky as it seems
And why should they have all the fun?
It should belong to anyone

Not anyone, in fact, but me
Why, I could make a Christmas tree
And there's no reason I can find
I couldn't handle Christmas time

I bet I could improve it too
And that's exactly what I'll do
Eureka! I've got it
meli I can taste it in my mouth when I wake up in the morning. I am obsessed with life, what I have, what I don't have, what I've lost, and what I could gain.

If nothing burns darkly in your belly, what is fueling you?
Q a perfume
which is a mystery
but the ads
are dynamite
apr!l the end result of my good intentions 000212
Brad What i want to know is this: Why do the same trite words get all the posts? 000310
MollyGoLightly Had to pause and comment here because i think that brad has, with the above post, unintentionally spelled out an obsession of his... 000529
emily ...it's highly over-rated... 000530
crimson_piles has so many negative undertones. i think it's a celebration. it's a deep respect. it's the label for a love so strong you cannot walk away.

it's something i'm finally walking away from. it's 19 months of masochism for the moment when he smiles at me or looks at me with those BLUE BLUE EYES THAT LOOK LIKE SPRING or when i smell him in the hall.

it's 19 months and counting.
it's me and him.
it's real life baby.
Marjorie Ever single day
Makes me more and more afraid
Of this terrible obsession
Of this terrible parade.
I need it
I crave it
I hear it
I am a slave
I like it
I love it
I hate you for taking it from me.
keeper obsession..possibly. all i know is that you draw me in, your eyes, your face, your attitude. it is all so seductive in ways you could only imagine. so if you are an 'obsession' you are because you have made me happy, listened, and most of all, drawn my attention...and kept it 010328
dB Obsession. Hmm...
To become obsessed with something, or someone. This is a weakness. If someone is infatuated or obessed by something, if you attack that something, or take it away, the person will become vulnerable for a period of time.
jillian. the way that tyler-- [i say tyler like maybe it's his real name.]
the way that tyler sat with such ease and let the forevers flow from his lips. i've erased myself too many times to go back. silhouetted against the bookshelves and coffee, i starting drowning but he never pulled me up. and he'll never know the way his face sometimes haunts me, how i see someone whose eyes remind me of the way he smiled, and i gulp down my mug of coffee, like maybe it will help me not to hear his voice beneath my skin.
katie obsession is possession 010414
lexxa brian... 010907
akenbosche whoa, what the hell was that 030119
niska is fucking me up in my mind 030301
Gilraen (s.h.o.t.h) ob·ses·sion

1. Compulsive preoccupation with a fixed idea or an unwanted feeling or emotion, often accompanied by symptoms of anxiety.

2. A compulsive, often unreasonable idea or emotion.
Gryftir in this place where we hide,
we move to music that runs inside,
you are right where you belong,
In my blood I hear your song,
the pounding words,
my pulse your drum,
my hands, my heart, the strings you strum,
my breath the melody you hum,
your song is inside me like,
the lotus light inside your eyes,
the glowing blossoms of your eyes.
rose petals float in pools,
the stars reflect like sheets of jewels,
your skin is silver in the moon,
the lilac light of dawn comes soon,
come with me, the night is done,
the time has come to steal the sun.
we dance to the secret part,
of you I hold inside my heart
in my hollows like a river,
when dark you shine, when light you shimmer.
heat hazed and dazed, amazed in you,
my mind is raised, ablaze in you,
I feel your fire burn within,
you love to dance beneath my skin.
a flicker-flash, in nights I slept,
in dreams it seems we always flew,
the sun you keep, my gift to you.
the fear I have, it is too much,
I die and drown at your touch,
I am reborn in your kiss,
I am your shadow, your all that is.
User24 the difference between obsession and love is 030425
bethany I LOVE obsessions..it gives me something to do and think about when usually my mind would be blank. 040211
In love from Poland Hannah's my obsession. Woman of my life! 040313
oldephebe careful to what you give yourself away to..there's the not quite oft chanance that it might not give back... 040313
Syrope god, this week...i've been so mesmerized by you. sleeping with you those two nights was the most wonderful experience ...and even last night, even though i fought you all night and kept you awake. you've made me feel so invincible. i'm trying so hard to understand your aversion to having intercourse with me, but parts of me still toy with the idea of giving up.
but then i see you...and i catch my breath and the pangs come back. i am incredibly in love with what you do to me. i need you to touch me and to hold me, and to whisper throaty things to me in the wee hours. i can't keep my hands off of you even when we're just in a friendly situation.
i absolutely loved the new sexual experiences we fell into this week, you know as well as anyone that "new" is rare for me, but something KEEPS nagging me about why you won't have actual sex with me. i wasn't bitter when you chose her over me the first time i fell for you, and i'm not bitter that you resist me this time around. i won't be bitter when you fall for my best friend or for a complete stranger. i don't know what else this could be, but a true obsession. i'd do anything for you.
x i have 17 different hair dyes plus every bleach and developer you can think of 040502
emmi obsessions just make you feel lonely, don't they? alone because no one else can see what you see.
maybe that's what makes them so romantic
witchesrequiem The one good thing about any form of obsession is that you don't have to be bored and wonder what now! 040523
Lila Pause My obsession over you
hits me up like a drug.
I'm in_love,
with a fantasy
you don't even fit.
From a distance I say:
but me, I remain at length.
In the gutter, by street_lamp and starry_night,
I see you in the perfect_light.
- Don't_ever_change,
you're my perfect_fit.
It makes_sense doesn't it?
When I composed you
out of breath alone.
I only need exhale, and there you are...
looking back at me,
a mirror_image of myself,
cleverly disguised
as another human_being.
Pila Lause I feel just like Gary out of Young_and_the_Restless:
"Why can't you do it Gary, why can't you do it?"
(I sympathise with golden bronzed TV maniacs)
And not in the Calvin_Klein sense of the word...
I disposed of my boyfriend_box long ago.
I took your picture out of my locket.
- But I have another copy stashed away in the back of my mind. You see.
You would take another 10 steps back, moving even furthur away from me
than you already are.
- Was I ever really girlfriend_material?
...Oh! but I'm the best. The most dedicated. The most loving.

The most loyal.

Because tell me...
- What other girl would drive past your house every night?
When the night is a muted papercut,
When all the ravenous young men
are out with their pounding subwoofers...?
love & hate my obsession is killing me... and my heart is broken in two. The pain is unbearable and the silent tears wont stop flowing. Not normal tears as there are no more tears to cry. Its the ones which dont show on the surface, as though my body is trying to cry but it cant. All is lost. I am alone. Forever to be lost and alone without her, without my heart in whole. My obsession... 040820
relax How did I let myself become so obsessed with you ? I'm scaring myself looking for you in the streets of the city. That's not me. I've never done that before ! I'm jalous of the time you spend with others, wanting it to be with me. You don't love me, why can't I simply accept that fact and move on like usual ? My reaction is strange, I don't understand myself anymore. 040904
blather is a lyrics site You are an obsession
I cannot sleep
I am a possession
Unopened at your feet
There is no balance
No equality
Be still
I will not accept defeat

I will have you
Yes I will have you
I will find a way and I will have you
Like a butterfly
A wild butterfly
I will collect you and capture you

You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me
You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me

I feed you I drink you
My day and my night
I need you I need you
By sun or candlelight
You protest you want to leave
Stay there's no alternative

Your face appears again
I see the beauty there
But I see danger
Stranger beware
A circumstance in your naked dream
Your affection is not what it seems

You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me
You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me

My fantasy has turned to madness
All my goodness has turned to badness
My need to possess you has consumed my soul
My life is trembling I have no control
I will have you
Yes I will have you
I will find a way and I will have you
Like a butterfly
A wild butterfly
I will collect you and capture you

You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me
You are an obsession
You're my obsession
Who do you want me to be
To make you sleep with me

Animotron.. Obsession
optic discretion when love crosses that line into the dark oblivion of irrationality. 050225
bangaaeter can be good...if used in the right hands. 050712
jesibo0 it feels like i am too intruiged. i am too smitten. i must remember,
this is crucial!
to protect my heart.

something is growing inside me,
a liking.
i never wished for its arrival.

please dont think i am obsessed.
you are just too intruiging.
heartfeltsuperego ahab 111029
heartfeltsuperego Hypnotized and blind to all others I still think about you every day. I look for you unsuccessfully in the usual places and hope you'll find me instead. I want to hate you, but my reasons are unfounded. I tell myself that one day I'll forget you; one day I will not think about you; one day I will stop searching for you; one day the wait will be over. I have whitewashed the memory over and over again and reconstructed you. Why haven't I given up this garbage situation?
I was ridiculously happy to hear from you two months ago but I have not reciprocated being too afraid. You were perfectly neutral but obviously interested. You have a perfect way with words you dark horse, you white whale. I wouldn't change a thing about you.
You trouble me. My breasts heave when I breathe thinking about you.
You are the best I've never had.
what's it to you?
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