Curiosity

It's been happening for a bit
I walk around or I ride my bike in
And a patch of white fur makes me stop and sit
I don't know where it's from or where it's been
I asked the neighbors, they know nothing
Of this little bear that sits in the tree
I cant help but wonder, am I missing something
Though, I've been told to leave it be
This curiosity fills me endlessly
My head tilted over like a confused canine
The questions nagging at me relentlessly
Clueless and in somewhat of a bind
Unsure of if this is something someone placed
A gift put in its spot purposely
Or if I'm imagining things from being spaced
But that makes me shiver nervously
Is it bad that I'm that hung up?
Is it normal to be so stuck?
I'm searching for you like an obsessed pup
I can't help that you've got me awe struck