Oh Doll, Make Me Your Religion. Make Me Your God And You Will Be My Angel. Let Me Dress All Your Wounds

Oh doll, make me your religion. make me your god and you will be my angel. let me dress all your wounds and dip my hands in holy water to touch you. let me devote myself at your shrine. let me be your eternity.

Oh, my doll. i want you to be clingy with me. attach yourself to me at the hip. beg to be closer to me. spend your every waking moment thinking of me. beg for my attention and watch me give it all to you. let me be the only one you'll ever need.

My doll, you could never be too much for me. if you push me away ill just pull you closer. if you think your past is too much to bear, ill help you carry it. if you think your scars could scare me, ill kiss and trace every single one. If you think you could be too clingy, i could never get enough of you. you have never been too much to love, you've only been giving it to the wrong ones. i was born to be devoted to you.

You're safe with me, my love. every scar, every ounce of pain from your past are adored by me. your obsession and clinginess could never scare me. you have never been worshipped the way you deserve, but I'm here now. find your safe haven in my arms. let me be the one to keep you forever.

I don't just want you to like me. i want our devotion to ruin us from the inside. to melt so closely that we can never be separated again. to the point where even a minute apart feels like torture. cling to me with all that you are, i will never abandon you.

Let me haunt you, my love. let me consume your every thought. let my voice echo in your mind like it's the only song you'll ever hear. let my devotion wrap around your heart and keep you locked against me like a chain and let our obsession burn everyone around us like a fire because nobody matters but you and me.

you were born to be worshipped by me.