I need you. Need you like nothing I've known.

You are my life. All that powers my existence is held in my arms.

So much of my life has been empty. I had no idea how empty it was until you filled the
empty spaces of my feral soul.

Your body captivated me. The smooth texture of your skin. The way you moved. I was
enthralled.

When I watched you change for the first time, I marvelled at the way your frame took
to your canine features. How much more beautiful you became when you became mine at
last. I worship you. You nourish my soul like the rain.

No longer two separate souls, we are one. Complete. You are more perfect than before.

Without you, I am nothing.

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I'm trapped. Trapped by your emotions.

Your feelings.

Your ideas.

Your plans.

Any dreams that once sparked within me have been extinguished by my silent tears.

Now it's too late. You've remade me in your image. I left my humanity behind for you.

No wonder you will never let me go.

You don't sense my pain. Indifference or ignorance keeps you from seeing the subtle,
pathetic attempts I make at escape. I loathe and admire your dedication to your
ultimate life project: me.

I am but your vessel. Your canvas to paint upon. You keep me for yourself and I simply
comply, never to dance free in the rain.

I suppose it's justice, poetic or otherwise, that the prison you keep for me was built
by its captive.

Without you, I am nothing.