Complete Surrender

I can’t ever believe in anyone else’s definition of love anymore. Everyone sounds so sure about what they feel, but they all say the same, consensual corny bullshit.

But right now, kneeling down at the feet of a man, feeling a collar tightening around my throat and a chain pulling on my bound wrists, I cannot fathom how anyone would understand the depth of my love. And it is - without a doubt - the surrendering of my mind and body to someone else that freed me from the judgment of others.

It happened to me slowly, and at the time, it felt like a chaotic trail, but I remember everything.