“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those.”
—Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Infatuated (ft. Boxie)
Memphis BleekI love, love that thing you do
And I, I can’t get my eyes, my mind off you
I’m infatuated
