Reflections

For Him

I love the feeling of being for him. I want that existence that is wrapped up in Him.

I want to be his, and I want him to know it in his heart and in his mind.

For him, I will be the whore, the toy, the Baby, the brat, the good girl, the reason he wakes up, the reason he loves, the reason he gets mad.

I am all those things, and no matter who I am today, I always want to be his love.

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