Often confused with obsession, this is a state of being beyond obsession: this is pure, unadulturated desire. When sprung, you often lose sleep thinking about the person, longing for his touch, his body, his scent. You know that he dooesn't want you anymore, but the slightest chance that he MIGHT someday want you,keeps you crawling back to him.
It is a step short of demonic possession.
"And why am I still lying here in the bed were you stayed for four days, inhaling your cologne, wrapping myself in the sheets that caressed your body, longing for your presence?
Because I’m sprung, that’s why.
Desperately fallen. Enraptured by your unattainable beauty. You are my last desire and I feel like I must drink of you or die."- from an essay called Sprung
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