Itās not insanity if Iām in love with you.

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@lovesick-brain
Itās not insanity if Iām in love with you.
If you ever were to try to leave, I may have to cook you and make you into the most delicious meals so you can stay with me forever.
Theyāre so perfect.
Youād be terrified if you knew about the things Iām willing to do in order to keep you mine.
<3
Some call it āstalkingā I call it pure infatuation for my darling, and thereās no rule against that.
<3
People wonder if Iām talking to myself, but no, Iām talking to your voice which I recreated in my head so you will always be my internal voice. <3
Touching you isnāt enough, I need to be apart of you, I have to be inside of your skin. <3
Selfishness engulfs me as I wonder, how much of me can you keep before you shatter. Donāt worry, Iāll pick up the pieces of you that remain, youāll always belong to me even in fragments
<3
I donāt crave your āloveā anymore, on a contrary, I crave the opposite. I only want the proof that no one else can have what I touched, not your heart, soul, or even your thoughts. Call it cruel, I call it affection.
Sometimes I worry I mightāve somehow slipped out of the hole Iāve dug inside your heart. But even after all of this time of us being apart, for some reason- all I want to do is make the hole deeper so I wonāt fall out next time.
Some call it āstalkingā, I call it devotion. Love doesnāt exactly wait for permission, dearest <3
I think pretending you arenāt around hurts more than pretending you never existed at all.
The pain of you leaving only proves one thing, youāll never find a love as perfect as the one Iāve given you.
Run if you want, leave if you must, but Iām too beautiful to be forgotten, & youāll come crawling back when the emptiness tastes worse than my love ever did.
Even if the world calls you dangerous, I canāt help but adore you, because to me, being loved by my dearest is the sweetest kind of captivity <3
I want the life that I could have had back.
I want to die. I want to die beautifully, & to be calmly strangled by life.