Patiently waiting for the day when I can be claimed by you again. When I can melt into your arms and feel safe when everything seems overwhelming. To kneel for you as you enter our home. To be fulfilled in my submission to you as my owner and the man I love.
Until that day, I will wear your mark of ownership in the hopes of being able to kneel for you again. I look forward to the absence of countdowns and calendars; constantly calculating how many days or months left and for how many years. Until that day, I will strive to remember your voice without filter or distance. The way it soothed and comforted me without effort. Until that day, I will strive to look ahead at the days we will have rather than the days we have lost. Until that day, I will cling onto this small piece you have left behind for me. @destruction-of-a-puppet
