I got this confession. Love someone. Crushing on. She exists in every thought. Obsession of depression. Loneliness consumes me. Consuming me. Morbid fantasy. Forever rejected. Played with my emotions. This is the way I have to feel. Run away from me. Eventually put in the systems restraints. Criminal procedures. Protective orders. I'll haunt you as you roam alive. As you fuck other men. While you run. Think that you can get away. Your mine!