Obsession by Benjamin Whitworth

I lay in my bed; but I do not sleep
I sit at the table; but I do not eat
I pick up the phone; but I do not talk
I stand in the path; but I do not walk

I open my eyes; but I do not see
I open a book; but I do not read
I open the door; but do not go through
Because all I can think of is you

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