he’d wear a smile if you’re polite and know your place,

he’d greet you warmly when you submit to his command,

he’d go out of his way to please you if you vow to be faithful to his desires…

but waver in your loyalty,

or speak a word of disagreement,

or step an inch out of line,

then you’ll see the rage simmering underneath…

then you’ll see the real him…

a hair-trigger of man lives behind a wall of insecurities and fears…

but it was never about you…

never about you.

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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