When Your Gone

Life throws up curves, Even though we must deal with them, and your gone a day m 2 days somtimes 3, It never changes the fact that i own you, I feel my ownership always, Always wonder about you, About your day Your stress.

The longer we are apart my  possessiveness grows I get urges to rip into you, even though its not your fault In an odd sense i make you feel and take my pain,
Never forget when your away, i own you, I own all of you, You exsist to serve me,please me and make me smile

But most of all when your away i miss you, Miss your wit, Miss your charm Miss your defiant nature
Makes me want to bite and scratch you, \make you suffer Make you fee my control, I love owning you, And i`lll never let you leave,