One man wanted to own me
To control my every word,
My every move.

I left him.
No one will ever own me, except me.

The next man wanted to use me.
To satisfy his own needs.
Whatever they may have been.

In the end, he left me 100 times,
I left him 101.

Another man needed me.
He thought he loved me,
But he needed to fill a void in his life.

I left him.
I didn’t want the job.

Waiting for the one
Who only wants to love me.
All of me, the flaws and the beauty.

I won’t leave him.
I’ll love him always, and all ways.