Referring to sarafangirlart’s previous tags
I always saw it as obsession. Whether you hate or love or whatever didn’t really matter. Whatever you felt either drove you to madness with the want to destroy or with the craving to have their amino acids and lipids buried within your body, a part of you.
Not saying your interpretation is wrong at all! Metaphors are flexible. I just like yapping :3
It came to me in a vision