My Watcher
Length: 100 words
Willow reflects.
I was once his.
I was once his little red-head.
But then he left.
I became hers.
Yet I didn't need her.
Not like I needed him.
My librarian.
Teenage Crushes aren't supposed to develop into this.
Teenage Crushes aren't supposed to become obsession.
When she died he was there to save me.
He tested me.
And I hurt him.
From pain to expectance.
He changed everything.
He changed me.
And now I'm his.
Girlfriend.
Lover.
Wife.
Mother.
I'm still his but it's more complex.
He is mine.
My protector.
He still tests me.
I still hurt him.
My Watcher.
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