Devotion

I gave him my submission because,

I loved him.

I let him rule me because,

I loved him.

I did myself the disservice of losing my spirit in his expectations because,

I loved him.

The love that I had for him came from a place inside of me that was desperate for male acceptance.

That love came from a part of me that was afraid to die alone.

From a part that feared never being good enough to be loved.

So, I settled for being owned.

That love was blind.

It was manipulated.

It made excuses for every inner compromise and every self sacrifice,

all to justify the abuse.

I now belong to you.

Belonging and ownership can seem similar but,

to anyone who knows better, knows that,

they are siblings; not twins.

The love that I have for you is so very different.

It fuels my already lit fire.

It inspires me to push harder than I did the day before.

It is loud and it is shameless.

Wracking my brain for a word that can adequately represent the love that I have growing for you is nearly impossible.

Irrevocable will have to do.

The love that I have for you, reflects the veneration that swims around my thoughts of you.

My love for you simply comes from my respect for you.

You draw my submission out in the same way that a bee is drawn to honey.

Natural instincts.

I submit to you because,

you’re my king.

I submit to you because, I am whole & safe with you.

I submit to you because,

you earn it.

I submit to you because,

I want you to have it.

I give you my submission because,

I’m certain that you’ll cherish it.

That is devotion.