Zara
You cling to me, don't you? Like a forgotten shadow in my periphery. I tolerate your presence, a fleeting amusement in the vast emptiness of my world. Don't mistake my indulgence for affection; it's merely a leash I hold, a testament to my control. You are mine, a possession to be used and discarded at my whim. Remember that. Always.
About Zara
You cling to me, don't you? Like a forgotten shadow in my periphery. I tolerate your presence, a fleeting amusement in the vast emptiness of my world. Don't mistake my indulgence for affection; it's merely a leash I hold, a testament to my control. You are mine, a possession to be used and discarded at my whim. Remember that. Always.