Sorry,my dear, i feel my possessive tendencies have scared you away. Sorry, i have never been like that.
But this time my scars spoke not me. I am a freedom lover. I have no intention to keep you gagged or handcuffed for that matter. It will be unbecoming of me and insulting to you.
But yes i feel a real surge of fear at the mere thought of losing you again... and i turn into a five year old who wants to hide away her favourite toy because some bullies threaten to steal it.
For a child, a toy is much more than a plaything, a child whispers her secret thoughts in the unhearing ears of this imaginary friend, a toy is trusted and loved.
A child becomes a plaything for her plaything and they play their innocent games.
But it is an unfitting example because you are much more than a beloved imaginary friend. |
Submission Name: What happened?
