Golden Cage

“Love” was never the right word.
Love lets go.
This… clings, lingers, consumes—
like something that refuses to die.It felt less like affection,
more like ownership—
as if their souls signed a contract
neither of them remembered agreeing to.Their bond wasn’t soft or gentle—
it was tight, suffocating,
like fingers wrapped around a heartbeat.
“I never left you.”
Not a promise—
a warning.
"I’d rather be your hell than be nothing to you."

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