give me something that'll haunt me

she, was simple.
she wanted something so innocent, he couldn't resist.
pointing at the piece of paper, she cried out in her soprano.
he retrieved it for her.

the beginning of a bond.

it is raining,
the thunder wrecking all of her peace as she cowers in a corner.
he arrives in time to comfort her.
and she grabs the warmth without hesitation.

we'll just have to watch and wait.

the desires she craved,
presented in front of her.
her humble servant bowed.
and she felt the world.

he was the world to her.

but as she grew,
lusting for more,
her insatiable diet for everything
she yearned to possess.

just as she was to him.

to feel the sheer feathery weight on her fingers,
silk dancing around her flawless complexion
and gold that cupped her fingers
with respect and awe.

but she owned the world.

nothing was ever enough;
it grew, the monstrous want.
demands that he couldn't satisfy,
uttered from her perfect lips.

and of course, she owned him.

she wanted the stars,
so he gave her his eyes.
the bright wondrous sparkle of hope within them.
they shone, like the stars.

and she flung them aside.

she wanted ability, talent.
so he gave her his limbs.
they crafted meticulously,
in process of building the demon within her, unconsciously.

but she scowled.

she wanted recognition,
so he gave her his smile.
one that she used to delight in,
something that pieced together her broken soul.

yet she still wasn't satisfied.

she wanted more, more.
yet it was only his soul that was left.
without hesitation, he delivered it to her.
she stared in awe.

but rejected it.

his heart, still pulsing.
his mind, still whirling.
his soul, broken.
as his sanity flew out of the window.

he, was eternally bonded to her.
i, am your master.
and you are of course, nothing.
nothing but entertainment.  

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Wow. How sad.
TT^TT poor 'he'.
inspired by Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift.
angst. angst.

Ollie