Obsession

Lately I learned,

People often turn into an obsession

To other people.

And as it turns out to be,

It's the worst of all obsessions.

I was obsessed with a man.

My life revolved around that one person.

It felt so right.

Until it began.

His walk,

His talk,

His laugh.

Every little gesture,

His absence.

It haunted me.

But one day,

I opted to walk out.

I cannot say I ceased to love him.

I fought with myself.

I wanted him no longer an obsession.

Away from destinations I was supposed to reach.

I tore pages from my diary,

Pages soaked in his memory.

Anguish, sadness and all the gushing emotions.

I controlled my desperate thoughts of holding hands with death.

I walked out.

With courage and took a step.

A step that turned my life upside down.

And then I saw the sun rising from the other end of the sky.

I killed a bit of myself.

And I know it's worth.

He's no longer an obsession.