Slave.

I will wait for you.

I will quiet down. Silenced.

I will not feel, as long as it is not what you want me to feel.

I will not ask for you. I will wait for you to ask for me.

I will be right here, only if you want me to be.

I will be a slave. To your love, I will be a slave.

It is always you before me.

No matter how unfair.

No matter how much I want to speak out.

How much I want to feel.

You before me.

I will stop being myself, if it means you will love me more.

I will follow the rules. Just please.

Don’t leave me.

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