infatuation

“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