Fascination grows into obsession

Is there a way not to dig oneself down?
a way to preserve the clarity?

I walk round in circles
Is it because I am unwilling to brake the pattern
or because I don't have the strength to?

From deep within this restless longing
I can still see clearly

Only love can break your heart
and only love can mend it

But there in between
right at the brink of love
all reason is lost

The longing finds the one
The one becomes the goal
because your fascination is awakened
Fascination grows into obsession

The obsession may cease and love so take its place
but if it doesn't
time is the only healer

I curse time for its lack of consideration
and think
Where did all those years go?