You are the Doctor

I am the patient

I am love sick

In need of your medication

if this continues to go on

I am afraid no hospital can save me but I find myself returning

I think I must be going crazy

I am in a state of reflux

No wait it may be condensing

This love is not healthy

But I am a glutton that is hungry

I feel like a bedbug

And you are the poison

I have an itching sensation

That you are more brazen

Yet you ignore me

As you stroll in the limelight

Filing a restraining order

Telling me it's over

~"but Doctor! I can't just sleep through it!"

–"Again, you must be patien-"

~"Patient?! My dreams were put on hold for an advertisement! It literally said 'so look for bug-X! Your bedbugs are guaranteed to move out, now back to the dream!'"

–"Maybe you just have a problem. Would like to be prescribed some medicine?"

~"What? Are you even a Doctor?"

–"Of course! I took a class for a whole week to get this damn lab coat!"

~"You never even solved my acid reflux last time I was here. You just rushed me to the hospital for a concussion."

–"Your eye did some weird twitchy thing, I was alarmed. Here, just take this medication. One will help you sleep like a log, the other will keep the termites away!"

~"... You're trying to kill me Doctor."