Obsessed

Every night I open your profile

twenty-five times at least

Read,search and gaze it

And slowly close it

You think me to be mad

But no.. I am obsessed

Hardly get any answer

Puzzled day and night

No tears no smile

No excitement no regret

You think me to be sad

But no.. I am obsessed

No luggage found

At lost and found

I threw it myself

In the pool of blood

You think me to be bad

But no..I am obsessed