Unending Obsession: I Just Can’t Leave.

Obsession takes many forms, but ultimately, if it takes over your life, it's most likely an obsession.

With that, I suppose I have an obsession.

I have given him my entire life, and I have always put him ahead of myself, even from the very first time I offered myself to him so long ago, that time I reached out for him, offering my hand in his dark world.

We're much older now, having far more difficult problems than just friends or even how we're being treated. Our problems are far more complex.

Well, I say "our," but really, I've adopted his problems as my own.

I worry about him day and night. What is he doing right now, as I stare up at my ceiling? Is he alone? Does he feel like the only person in the world?

Even when I talk to others, he's the only person I can think of. How is he feeling? Are others treating him right? Is he sick, or injured?

I can't stop.

Even now, with him by my side, available at any moment, I worry. Does he hate me? Does he love me? Does he want me to let him go?

I know that this is wrong. It's unhealthy, for the both of us. It's vile.

But I am far too worried... to let him go.

I can't let go.