This is inspired by modernongmariaclara's His Personal Slave.
His Personal Slave
The reason is spilled spaghetti,
That made me burst in shame confetti.
I was made to be his personal slave,
Giving everything I can that he crave.
Who could have guess that our set-up will be turned,
When we start to love each other until we burned.
Sweetness and love we posses,
Filled with truthful promises.
But every relationship experience bumps along the road,
We are sometimes blinded by the wrong codes.
Though through everything we've been we survive,
We are still strong and alive.
An arrange marriage was a key to destruction,
I failed him and his expectation.
And when everything was supposed to be right,
I lost him to God without a fight.
Two years passed and gone to move on,
But in my heart he will not be withdrawn.
Confusion was set when I saw him,
No matter what he says I know it's him.
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As requested by zeepit. :)
