Obsession

How strange it would be indeed, if this foolishness of mine refused to make a good impression, not to stand out and be noticed... I'm very sexy and I unawarely attract lots of lovely women; is the charm in my good looks and these friendly,smiling eyes? Is the charm in my irresistible smile that I use as my best weapon? I am not too sure,unless I'm blind and so obsessed with your purity! Nothing makes me sadder to realize that your sweet,adored thought is so loved,yet can be so hated; I have to hide my secrets and emotions, kill the joys and not cry with you; I have to lie and be afraid of the naked truth! How long can I resist your innocence, fight this obsession...untill I'm doomed? If there were no hands conforting me, no lips wanting my warm kisses... how lonely and devasted I would be! The one and only thing I can't get is: the denied and unfelt passion that has turned into my obsession!