He was...
Everything...
To her.....
The very sound of him....
Made her heart beat...
The very breath of him...
Brought her back to life...
And... she in return gave him...
M
Everything.
He was .. a moment...
One solitary moment..
Gone from her flesh forever.
She was... different ..
He used to tell her.
She was worthy of his
Trust, his secrets.,
She held them so close to her
Heart.
As if being honest about
the others was honorary.
She used to think she was
unique...
That her blood tasted better
That her soul was more
Desirable...
She was sweeter than
any other before her, that in
this intense exchanging of souls,
they became pure within one another.
She was different because she submitted to him,
to his every need and twisted desires,
she catered to him to show that she was worthy..
She was the little lost lamb...
That cowered at his feet...
Begged for absolution from
His inner demonic
His hunger....
His need...
His primal lust....
She wore her veil so delicately ..
That moment... in everyone's memory...
When you give the only thing..
Held precious to you...
The only thing worth having...
In this world of mistaken heros...
It was in that moment....
She became...
with a sinister and sadistic twist of fate...
She walked away....
With... only the taste of
Her own blood at her lips...
For there was nothing left to give....
This time she was different.....
No one had ever left him before....
now with everything said and done....
she still sits cold and alone...
un-collared and without a home!!...
yet in the abandoned silence is where she will forever roam!!!..
empty and abandoned....this un-collared submissive is wired all wrong!!!
