In the beginning I felt nothing;

she was just an itch

barely deserving a scratch.

 

Then I started to notice;

she was there each day,

and she grew on me.

 

I enjoyed the attention,

encouraged her,

spoke to her,

basking in her devotion.

 

She began to take over my life,

and at first it was a joy,

an easy relationship

where we both prospered.

 

Lately though,

her behaviour has changed;

more constricting,

and I feel as if

I can’t breathe.

 

I want to break away,

but she has me in a suffocating grip,

and I can’t escape.