Confusion

Love is a word,
With different types of meanings.
Lust is a word,
Meant to describe feelings of desire for another.
Obsession is a word,
That's used for people addicted to other people.
Infatuation is a word,
That is right in between them all.

I don't know which goes under the category of missing someone,
Whom you see almost everyday.
Or the word to describe an unknown type of attraction that won't stop,
No matter how bad you try to stop it.
I've been wondering for months what is this feeling inside me,
To need someone so bad.

Maybe I'm sick,
Going mentally crazy and feeding off of his persona.
Maybe I'm confused,
Or maybe what I feel,
Is some sort of sick, twisted, demonic love spell that he put on me.

I don't know,
I don't have all the answers.
But what I do know is that,
This is eating at my soul and I'm okai with it.
What I know is that I have these immense feelings,
For someone whom I am ready to marry.

Amber, why is that so bad?
Because, when I look at the big picture,
I see hurt and pain and sadness.
And that's why these feelings puzzle me.