I was reading something today about being a possession. It made me think of you immediately. It wasn’t just about consuming and taking from someone, although I really like that part. It was about taking care of them, too.
I will be honest with you right now. I won’t run from my feelings about this.
I am really mad and hurt that I cannot be your possession, that you cannot see me that way. I want to be yours the way I want to be yours, not the way you are showing me I am yours. I do not like feeling these things or seeing you in the way you see me, and acting out in the way I feel you see me.
I want to be yours. I want to be your possession, your toy, your good girl, your lover, your friend, and your safe space where you can tell me anything and not have to worry that I will leave or judge you in any way.
I just want to be yours and for you to see me and treat me as yours.
Lisa Gray 