I love
the way
you tell me
I'm the only one for you.
That you
would never
look at her,
that I
shouldn't
look at him.
I love
how
you always need to know
where I am,
and
what I'm doing.
I love
it when
you treat me
like
a domiciled animal,
threatening to
put me on a leash
the next time I
misbehave.
I love
the way
you took
my body,
like it was yours,
took
my freedom,
like it was yours,
took
my heart,
because I gave it to you.
I love
how
you ripped away
little pieces
of me,
slow enough to where I didn't notice,
but for long enough
that by the time
I stopped loving you,
everything
of mine
was in your possession.
I love
it when
you lie
to your friends,
about
letting me have friends,
about
not
touching me,
about
never
lying to me.
Yes, you lied to me.
And you took
all of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Sarah, such a well expressed poem👍👍👍
Thank you!