Warning: Possible triggers. Hints at past abuse.

I saw your face from across the room.

Looking like you always did.

This time it was different.

The light streaked your cheek.

Shining brightly upon it.

The sleeping pants hung low.

Upon your shallow hips.

Dipping in and over you.

In ways, I never would've guessed.

You stood so stiffly.

Afraid of me, maybe?

I'd never hurt you though.

You have to know.

Deep down in your bones.

You took a deep breath.

A slow step forward.

I smiled a bit.

Outside and In.

Another small step.

And I could see.

You were my everything.

I would be your Queen.

You would be my King.

Two more steps did you take.

And then there you were.

Standing right in front of me again.

So close I could touch.

So far I could not see past.

The pain that etched upon your face.

Moving oh so slowly.

I raised up my right hand.

Your flinch was noticeable,

But I stood stoically.

Pretended I did not see it.

Moving even slower still.

I brought my hand to your cheek.

The same one the sunlight had hit.

A sigh escaped your lips.

Skin to skin we stood.

A small smile on your face.

Proud tears streaming down mine.

"You can do this," I whispered.

A nod you did give me.

"With you, I can do anything," you said.

You were my everything.

I would be your Queen.

You would be my King.

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