As the title suggests, i love someone. it hasn't been that long since we've met, it's only been a year and a half? I've liked him since we've met and it only grew more and more over time. what i thought had been a simple wish to cheer him up from depression had turned into an undeniable urge to protect him and make him happy. it still holds true after so many rejections, after so many times that he avoids the topic.
I don't think it should be called an obsession, fixation or attachment because it was a choice. Even if one day, he decides to stop seeing me and eventually truly date someone he finds interest in, i still hope him the best of happiness and all the care he could receive from the one who would eventually have his heart.
Wow I found it, every one hate to be judged in certain salient matter i never can tell what drives him into this much depression I believe he has spoken already and let the cat out of the bag.