ainvar wrote:
I dunno...I suppose that I would say that a person obsession was like "being in love" very much, but it distinctly different from "loving someone." If that makes any sense?
That said, I do love most of the objects of my people obsessions, in some fashion or another, and one or two (or three or four) I would say that I'm "in love" with, and that almost all of them I had been in love with at some point. A most problematic thing, it is.
I try hard these days to use reason as my guide in matters of love, and ignore that wonderful little tingle I seem to get for this person or that person, because I cannot always pursue said tingles (for one largish reason or another) and because I need stability...something I can't have when I'm always unsure, when I'm following my emotions that I don't always understand and can't predict.
Every once in awhile I do relish it, focus on someone, let them into may day dreams and night dreams. It keeps my heart going a little longer, and it keeps my mind awake and alert.
One of the things I hope but don't expect to experience in life is, just once, for my brain and my heart to agree on someone and for them to love me too. I'm pretty sure I've never been in love at all. If I have, I'll pass.
I was obsessed with a guy once, though; when I was eleven, and the hormones hit full blast and embarrassingly young. He was four years older than I and lived two houses down. I think the only thing he knew about me was my strangeness.
By a strange quirk, he lives nearby me now. Every now and then I'm tempted to mention to him- ideally in front of some date of his- that I was madly in love with him back then, and (with a twinkle in my eye) that I'm almost over it. I think it would be hillarious.
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