Misa's Love
"He is not good for me" that's what they say.
"Manipulative" they say.
But I…I find something strangely attractive about him,
Even though he constantly pushes me away.
He shows no feelings for me, but I still adore him.
I love him.
But is this just a game?
Am I playing a deadly game of cat and mouse?
Yes….No…But he has my heart.
I am his loyal follower.
His puppet.
His play thing.
I will do anything for him,
Even….Even kill if I have to.
This is the deadly game we play.
I stand tall beside him,
As if I was his trophy wife.
Proud to be in his presence.
Proud just to do his bidding.
Proud just to be his victim,
At least I am able to be useful to him.
I owe him this.
I owe him for taking matters into his own hands.
For avenging my parent's death,
Even though he did not know that that man was their murderer,
I owe him this.
So in return,
I give myself.
I give you my all because I am your loyal servant.
Your follower.
Your secret admirer.
I wanna love you,
But I better not touch.
One look could kill.
I wanna taste you,
But your lips are venomous.
And this is why our love is such a deadly game.