I Want To Eat You Up

But I knew that it was not just an obsession. If it was, then I would not be able to move as freely as I could now. But there was no way to deny that there was no obsession though it was good to know that he was trying his best. 

But I knew something perhaps he did not. Obsession was not an ordinary thing. And most importantly, it was not something that anyone could get rid of. It was impossible. Just like getting obsessed with something was hard, giving up the obsession was rather impossible. 

I decided not to tell him that I knew about it. It would stress him out and he might try to do something that might put his mental condition under pressure. Doing something against physical ability was one thing, but when it came to mental condition, it was not something one should do since it might lead to the unimaginable inner pressure. 

"What about this dress? It's light and the colour looks good as well," he said.