Your•submissive•angel

“I'll tell you,” said she, in the same hurried passionate whisper, “what real love it. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to the smiter - as I did!”

[yoursubholymary]

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[yoursubholymary]

I feel his cold-burning touch on my neck, my chin, my jaw. His palms wrap around my face, and his thumbs, with a kind of aching tenderness, wipe the tears and smeared mascara from my eyes. I knew He would find me. Sooner or later. Wherever I hid, wherever I went, His shadow followed my footsteps, seeming to merge with me, with my thoughts, with my soul.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I already knew that He would be standing on the doorstep. With his usual aviator glasses and his book... with his Word, which he carried to the masses. Which he told me. I wasn't afraid anymore. I was tired of being afraid. And when I felt his lips on mine, nothing could make me turn away.

He was right.

It was already a foregone conclusion.