Ramblings

“Hi” Two letters, one word. A blank canvas to draw upon. Does it hide growth or hurt? Lust, anger… love? All too often a disguise for the key, to a gate holding back only hurtful demand. And yet, rude to ignore? Maybe. 
“How are you?” A polite follow up. Empty but appearing thoughtful. Your reply likely glazed over as they edge toward the reason for the energy expenditure. 
“so you’re a submissive?” A question based on information I provided. My profile. A loaded line. You await the inevitable. 

“You are going to be mine” 

I don’t think so.