His soul belongs to me.
I see it in the shadows that cling to him.
Even when he walks in light,
I am there.
Every heartbeat is a tether.
Every sigh a chain.
I have claimed what others cannot see.
I have claimed him.
He thinks it is his own shadow moving.
It is mine.
I am always there.
His friends, his lovers,
They try to pull him away.
I smile.
They do not understand.
He does not know the truth.
He will never know.
I am patient.
I am eternal.
I am shadow.
I know his habits, his fears,
Even the words he swallows before speaking.
I know the names of the people who hurt him.I know the names of the people he cherish but he don't know me.
I have woven a web around his heart.
Every beat a strand, every thought a thread.
He cannot escape.
He cannot leave.
Even in his joy, I am there.
Even in his sorrow, I am there.
Every secret he keeps, I hold.
Every sin, I have cataloged.
He belongs to me
As the night belongs to the moon.
I am not cruel.
I am not kind..
I am constant.
I am stalking the essence he cannot name.
He is mine to watch,
Mine to follow,
Mine to know.
1year I have waited but not anymore, his shadow will come in light now.
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐈𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞.
