LOVE? OBSESSION?

There's this gift I have. I have loved it for so many years now. And it seems no other gift could worth as much as it does. But unfortunately, the gift doesn't want me. It keeps fading anytime I thought I could finally brag about it, so I decided to give up. I said to myself that with time, my love for it will wear out, that I might even get a better one.

Well, I did get other gifts, but the problem is, I couldn't help not comparing them to this particular one. I find myself doing the comparison and as a result of this, I haven't been able to move on.

This has started getting me anxious. What if this isn't love but obsession? What if my love for this gift never wears out with time? It hasn't, even after yearsss. I tried. I gave it time. But it didn't seem to work.

Does time really heal wounds? Does time really make things less painful? Or it just makes it tolerable?

And now, I'm scared. What if this never goes away? I won't be dishonest and say this gift isn't at fault. It made me feel like it wants me. What it's made of gave me a false assurance that it does. But whenever it sparkles and I'm about to reach for it, it fades. It does that every time.

Since, it's always like this, why can't I just let it go and get another one? Foolishly, I am still waiting.

Can we really call this love? Obsession? Or even my fantasy. As far as I know, this might even be just me imagining things (sighs).

Better gifts are out there, but I’m stuck on one.

Is love really blind? Or it just has the ability to see beyond the physical eyes?

If not, I think I need glasses.

Is Love really crazy? Or it just has the uniqueness of seeing the 'extra' in the ordinary things we see?

If not, I think I need therapy.

But I hope this wears out. Before it's too late.