To My Proud Lord...

Sometimes, I wish us to stare at each other.I wish us to explore the depths of these two brains. Do not speak for I want just silence.

Ssshh!

Whisper something into my ears and let me break this silence.

Why you are like this? Why you so easily think of parting? Am I not "something" to you when you are "everything" to me?..... I am scared. Your anger scares me.I do not wish to do anything that goes against your will but no...don't ask me to leave you.I might fail you doing this.I cannot leave you for the devotion I bear for you do not allow me to do this.

We should sit together and find the essence of our existence in the profound silence.But my existence has been lost somewhere in you.Now, you hold power over me.You do and undo everything that I hold within me.So, imagine what will I make of myself when you won't be around me? And when you won't be within me? I cannot afford to live with a body stuck in a void soul.

Stay.  

All my heart is yours, sir. It belongs to you and with you, it would remain.Do not let yourself fade into the ugly mist of regret and remorse.No.

Do not leave.