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You don’t want me to own you

So you sell yourself to

The next highest bidder because

They offered a reasonable price

[Though I deemed you priceless].



But you know I’m not one to share;

Maybe that’s why you reject my bid-

Because no one will ever make

The best use of you like I will

And no one will understand

Your very function as I have.



I know your intrinsic value-

The worth below surface smiles

And contrived humor appeals.

I know your weaknesses,

The quirks no one else notices.



But in allowing me to claim you,

You will admit your powerlessness

The vulnerability will be exposed

For me to take advantage of.

And maybe I’ll do just that.



But in the end, you have your life:

Your friends

That I will never associate with,

Your routines

That I will never be part of

And that will never change.