What if we were in hell and found peace in each other?
What if we were in a world where we didn't matter. Where we were carted around and put on display, but only worth how much you entertain your masters. Where being human meant you had a price tag, a pet put in a killing game against your will, the only drive to succeed being "survive."
And what if you saw me. What if you didn't look at me because of my talent and beauty, because I was meant to be gawked and objectified. But because of me. Because you were enamored by who I was, by the way I took in the world around me. By how much of myself I put into the world. By the way my eyes sparkle when I look at you, by the way I love to be close to you, by the way my touch feels against your skin. By the way how I'd be happy just to stand by you till the end of time. And what if I felt the same way about you?
And what if we enjoyed the simple things together. What if you drew on the glass between us to make me laugh, what if we wrote a song together, what if we played in the water together, what if we watched the stars together? What if we ran away together? What if we ate together, drank together, existed together?
And what if we were never taught how to be human beings. What if we were taken from our parents before we could remember them, what if we were born without parents, what if we were raised to forget humanity as we know it?
But despite it all...something in me tells me to hold your hand. Something in me tells me to lean against you. Something in me tells me to hold you close. Something tells me to rub your back as you cry. Something in me tells me to wrap my arms around you. Something tells me to brush my fingertips against your cheek. Something in me tells me to put my lips to your skin.
Because I love you.
No matter what they do to me, no matter what they do to you, no matter what they take, no matter what they tell me to do, no matter what they force me to do.
I love you.
They can control my behaviors, what I see, where I go, who I'm with, what I wear, when I eat, when I sleep, when I speak. They can control me down to the way my heart beats in my chest.
But I will love you. I will always love you.
What if the only thing we had was love?
