Obsessed? I was once, but no more,
I can look at you, and still adore,
But I no longer crave posession,
No longer have the strange impression,
I can't live without you. Before
My heart would race, and I'd implore
God in His Grace not to ignore
My needs. Now, I'm in remission.
Obsessed? I was once,
But now I'm free. Though regression
Is not impossible; confession,
Though helpful, is not the same as cure,
But my heart's no longer sore,
And I have learned my lesson,
Obsessed? I was once.