The thing that keeps me striving,

a thirst,

a hunger,

a non-stop craving.

I guard you,

I would do anything to help you,

I protect your life,

yet I know I will be the one to take it.

But how?

How can I take the life of someone I love?

My master,

my everything,

the one I "live" for,

the only one I want,

the one I spend every day with,

every waking moment.

I would travel across the universe,

risk my own life,

and kill,

just for you,

I would do anything,

and everything,

just as you like.

You are the one that makes me smile,

the one I long to hold,

the one whose soul I desire,

we are bound together,

a sacred agreement,

we are one,

where ever you go,

I shall fallow.

You may get difficult at times,

but I seem to manage,

because I am one hell of a butler,

and what kind of butler would I be if I couldn't serve you?