Mine. Always.
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Last published Thu, May 29, 2025
I changed partners like gloves. Men, women, shinobi, just cute passersby.
I was looking for warmth. I tried to forget that feeling of a gaze on the back of my head. Pressure in the air.
I kissed - and felt how someone was offended.
Their faces disappeared from my life.
Forever.
And then I stopped looking for love.
And then he appeared.
Tall. Faceless, wrapped in a black tuxedo.
Doesn't speak. Doesn't move. Just is. Stands. Looks. Loves.
Too much.
Now I fall asleep to his silence.
I talk to him - even though he doesn't answer.
Flirt. Play. Purr. Because... well, why not?
He will never let me go.
So let him at least be gentle.
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