What happens when you have this
obsession for possession of a human being? A human is just a mere existence of life that animates the world we call earth. Someone who we thought to share emotions with in what we normally call "
feelings". And what happens when this "
feeling" we're talking about gets multiple different wavelengths like those of a rippling water. Imagine that. Every human went through this right from the start of his existence until the day his natural life ended. The wavelengths differ by what comes in at them. Short, long, constant, inconsistent, no matter what the wavelength is, humans in the end succumb to it. To think they could feel "
good" and then feeling "
bad" in an instant matter, humans just gave themselves up to this "
feeling". Letting it control them like a puppeteer pulling strings on his puppet. And when he pulled a string, we react to it immediately, without consideration, without thoughts, cold and stiff, just like a puppet.
So back to our topic, possession. Obsession for possession. I admit of this unholy behavior, to possess someone who in the end unable to pull the strings with. I got obsessed. And when the plan backfires, it starts to ripple, sending in multiple wavelengths throughout my entire body. Enraged. Frustrated. Remorse. Disbelief. Hatred. HATRED. And when I try to get this "feeling" off me, I always lie to myself with beautiful serenades of self-consciousness which in the end turns to be worser than the initial feeling.
Now I've succumb to it's post effect. Complete denial. Still obsessed by the habit of possessiveness. Still thinking about this "feeling" and the words coming out from your mouth hit me on the replay button.
I am sick of myself.
I was the real major mistake
