My Mind Drinks You Like Coffee

One sip, two sips, three sips, four.

Is it possible for me to want to know you more? 

Five sips, six sips, seven sips, eight.

My increasing interest in you is something i'm beginning to hate. 

Nine sips, ten sips, eleven sips, twelve.

Why are you the place my mind has chosen to dwell? 

Thirteen sips, fourteen sips, fifteen sips, sixte-

Oops, I need a refill.