You’ve developed an obsession
I didn’t notice it right away. I had no reason to. I just thought you were determined to get your way.
It took awhile to notice, so I can’t exactly pinpoint when the obsession started. I just happened to start noticing things. Little things.
After awhile, it became apparent that you had developed an obsession. It’s gotten to the point where it’s reminding me of the song Every Breath You Take by The Police.
I see the obsession
I see the ripple effect. The walking on eggshells. Not wanting to say anything. Nor do anything. I know no matter what I do, it’ll result in you digging in your heels to punish.
The obsession. Something I’ll never understand, nor will I try to. But it’s there.
The obsession.