I AM DYING
It’s almost 1am, and I just snorted so loudly.
She is Mine.
Make no mistake about it, I do not say it because i am her Daddy. Or her Dominant. Or even her Poppa.
She is mine because I have taken the time to break down her walls, little by little. I have learned about her and know that there is still an ocean-deep of information I have yet to uncover.
Her moods, her emotions, her trials and tribulations are for me to uncover and for me to learn and offer her comfort. From what her favorite movie is to what makes her cry at night, I have made sure to learn every inch of her in ways that she has not allowed someone to know in quite some time.
So when hard times occur, when she stumbles and feels alone in the dark, it is my duty and my honor to grab her and lead the way. Not out of obligation or because I want something in return.
But because she is Mine.
I work hard to make sure she knows there is nothing in her life I will not accept, nothing that will make me turn my back on her. There is nothing she could do to make me not want her in my life.
If you take her worst day, multiply it by the end of the world and times that by ten…She. Is. Still. Mine.
And she better not forget that. -Winks-
©Words by TenderDominance