Mine

It takes you a moment to realise it’s me your loving boyfriend. I’ve followed you for a long time now and you’ve never noticed, silly cow. You dress up only for him when you used to fulfil my every whim.

I can’t wait to reef your hair to scare away that lustful stare because you always were and always will be mine you’ll once again drink from my shrine. I’ll enjoy your every gulp of my pumpkin, while I beat you to a pulp.

No one will want you then my dear, of that I have no fear, always mine.