I can't really help it,
I'm an obsessor.
One who obsesses,
If there is such a thing.
I hear a song and remember,
She mentioned that band.
Then recall where I've ever been,
When listening to that song.
Then out of nowhere,
Is the urge to hear it with her.
Not that I ever have,
Or ever had plans to.
Yet I'm fancied by the idea,
Of spending time with her now.
Not like I could have anyway,
Even if she was alive.
Like I said,
I'm an obsessor - if there is such a thing.
I wonder how long I'll obsesses,
This time.
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