Loving HIM

You wake up in the morning and look around you. You see a table and a chair right there where you left them last time. It feels good to see them they are your subjects. They serve you, and follow your purpose. They dont go against you like those others, You can trust them.
A smile emerges on your face as you embrace the chair. Its wooden texture really feels bit rough but you can forgive that to him. You stand up and look at him, you both are equals standing on this ground.
You have been standing in this ground before him many times but this time is different. You feel something is radiating through the air. You look at your left arm. Something feels off. this is not like it was before. He is standing closer to you than before. A suspicion starts to grow in you.

You lift your fork to start eating your breakfast. The fork feels heavy in your left hand, you take a look at it. You see the fork in your hand it is completely under your control, you are in charge. You are familiar with this situation. It is just like every other morning, but this time you cannot shake Him off of your mind. You cannot really concentrate on eating and just stare at your left hand. Something is not right. It was not like this yesterday. It must be His fault. He didn't listen me. Your arm is shaking a little, you move it a little and it starts to feel unfamiliar. Is this really your arm?

You take your jacket from the closet and start getting ready to go to your workplace. You look at your left arm again, seeing it reminds you of Him. You don't feel very good.You close your eyes and try to concentrate. He is in your mind. It is not supposed to be like this. The path you are supposed to move forward on is feeling off. You look at your jacket. It doesn't feel like it is your jacket anymore.

You start walking towards the office building. You see people walking. You are not like them. You look at your left arm again. You lift your hand in front of your face and close it slowly. You stop walking. Your hand was not like this before. You feel alarmed. Something is not right. You take your other hand and grab your left hand with it. You can feel your other hands grip in your left hand. You feel bit better as you tighten your grip. It doesn't hurt at all.

You open the door to your office. You see Katie she is the one who always comes to your desk and looks at you. You don't like it. She doesn't understand. You look at your left arm again. Then you look at Katie. She smiles and says something. But you don't want to hear it. You look at the ground and start walking to your desk. Is she following you? You hear footsteps behind you. You look at your left arm. It doesn't feel right. You turn around.

You look at the water running down on the sink. You put your hand on the water. The water feels wet on your hand. You go back to your desk. It is similar desk that you have at home. It is strong and independent. You can count on it. You can rely on it. You sit down. The chair is not like the chair in your home. It feels different. It is different. It reminds you of Him.

You look at Katies desk. It is not like your desk. It is different. You dont have control over her desk. It feels out of reach. You look at your own desk. You are in control of this desk. You pick up a pen. You look at the pen. The pen is white and it has the company logo on it. You look at your left hand holding the pen. The hand moves towards you. It is Katies hand. She came to look at you. You dont like it. You brush her hand off of you with your hand. She looks startled.

Something is not right. There is red everywhere. On the floor you see it. It is coming off from Katie. You look at your left hand. The pen is not white anymore. This has not happened before. You stand up. You look at your hand. You look at Katie. She doesnt understand what it is like. No one understands.

You lift your fork to start eating your breakfast. You look at Him. He hasn't looked like this before. He is standing right there at the edge of the room. He is tempting you. You start to move closer to Him. He feels warm. His presence is reassuring. You are safe with him. You curl around His solid legs. He feels like shelter. You look at your left hand. It doesnt feel like it is your hand. The hand is holding a fork. You look back at Him. The texture feels just like it felt before. You feel happy.

You look at Katie. She doesnt come to see you anymore. You feel better. You look at your desk. You put your hand on the desk. You start to feel its texture. You move your hand around. It feels just like Him. You feel empowered. You look at your left hand on the desk. The hand is shaking faintly. It was not like this before. You look at the desk again. It is strong and reliable. You look at Katies desk. Her desk did not look like that before.

You look at Him. His presence fills you with pleasure. You rub yourself against Him. It feels good. He is so strong and solid. He is not like the others. You hear something. He is speaking. He is reassuring you. He is with you. You can rely on Him.

You open the door. There is someone standing in there. He is wearing a blue jacket. with some kind of badge on it. He says something. You look at your left arm but you dont understand. His hand is holding your hand. You see a vehicle. It is not like the other vehicles. Something is not right. Bright lights come from the top of the vehicle. There is someone else in the vehicle.

It has been couple of hours their voices are echoing in your head. It is not making any sense. You want to see HIM. You must see HIM. They are keeping you in this building. They are opening their mouths. They are looking. They don't understand what it is like. You look at your left hand. It is shaking more than usual. Something is not right. You look around. The table is near of the wall of the room. It was not supposed to be like this.

You wake up. You look at HIM. You feel at peace again. It was just a bad dream. They cannot come between you and HIM. HE is smiling. You are glad to be with HIM. You embrace HIM. You feel HIS back. It is solid and reliable. You look at your left arm. It is at peace as well. You caress HIM with your hand. It feels lovely.

Katie isn't on her desk anymore. There is someone else. It was not like this before. You look at the newcomer. She is not like Katie. You look at your left hand. It is resting on your desk. The desk reminds you of HIM. You caress the desk with your hand. It feels different. It is not like HIM. HE is the only one for you. You stand up and look at the desk. It looks disgusting. It is nothing like HIM. You look at your left hand. It is shaking. You dont want to touch that thing anymore. You feel sick.

You look at HIM again. HE looks more solid than usual. You latch yourself onto HIM. You bring your head CLOSER to HIM. You want to taste HIM. You start licking HIS legs. It tastes so good. HE is so solid and strong. You feel reassured, You look at your left hand. It is holding HIM.You want to hold HIM closer.

They don't understand. Katie is nowhere at the office. Something is not right. Everyone is looking. You are not like them. The newcomer is using KATIES desk. That is not right, It cant be. You look at the newcomer. She is looking at her desk. Sometimes she looks at you. You dont like her. KATIE belongs to that desk. She is saying something to a man. Someone is coming. Man is looking at you and saying something.
You look at the man. It has not been like this before. The man looks at you and looks back at the newcomer. Something is not right. The man keeps speaking. You look at your left hand. It is shaking.

HE wont betray you. You caress HIM more. You rub your body against HIS strong body. HE is not like the others. You look at HIM. You hear HIS voice. It is calming you. You only need HIM. You look at your left arm. You feel HIS scent in the air.

The newcomer is looking at you. She is saying something. She doesnt belong here. She is not part of this office. KATIE should be here. You look at your desk. It reminds you of HIM. She is coming. The newcomer is standing next to your desk. She is looking at your desk. It is not supposed to be like this. You look at your left hand. You look back at the newcomer. She is smiling. You look at your hand. It is not your hand. It is her hand moving towards you. Something is wrong. You feel danger approaching. You look at your left hand.

The newcomer is lying on the ground. Something happened. She didn't belong here afterall. Someone is shouting something. Everyone is looking. You look at the newcomer. She is not moving. Someone is coming. You look at your desk. There is red on the desk. A man is crouching near the newcomer. He is looking at you. You look at you left arm. You see it now. The man is shouting. Everything is not alright. More of them are coming.

You are at the building again. The desk is still near the wall. Just like it was before. You feel reassured. Someone is talking. You look at your hand. You look back at the DESK. A man is looking at you. It is the same man from before. You feel reassured. You look at your left hand. It is shaking faintly. The man looks at your bracelet. He is still talking. You look at the DESK it reminds you of HIM.

It was not supposed to be like this. They dont let you go back to HIM. You need HIM. You look at your left arm. It is shaking violently. Something is not right. Your whole body is shaking. HE is not here. You look around. The DESK is near the wall. You look at the DESK.
The man in white is looking at you. The man is saying something. You look at the man. This is not right. You look back at the DESK. It is solid and reliable. Just like HE is.

It has been couple of days. You still havent been able to see HIM. You look at the DESK. You slowly move closer. The DESK looks solid. The man is looking at you. You look at the man. Something is not right. The man is smiling. You look at your hand. Your hand was not like this before. You look back at the DESK. You feel calm. You are standing next to the DESK. You caress the DESK with your hand. The DESK reminds you of HIM. You look at your left hand. It is touching the DESK.

You open the door. You finally see it. You start running towards HIM. You embrace HIM and rub your face against HIM. You feel safe. You look at HIM. HE is beautiful. You listen HIS voice. Tears start flowing from your eyes. You cant believe it. HE is with you again. You are smiling. You look at your left hand. It is calm. The man stands in the doorway. The man is looking at HIM. Maybe the man is not like the others.

They dont let you into the office anymore. It is not right. You see the newcomer. She glances at you quickly. She looks scared. You look at her. She doesnt belong here. They dont understand. You look at your hand. It is shaking faintly. You start walking back. They are looking. You go to the BUILDING. You look at the DESK. It reassures you. The man is looking at you. You look at the man. The DESK looks just like it was before. It calms you. Things are the way they should be.

You look at the fork on your hand. You look back at HIM. HE looks beautiful. You look back at the fork. It is nothing like HIM. You throw the fork across the room. What a FILTH. You look around the room. You look back at HIM. HE is nothing like the FILTH in this room. You look at your hand. It doesnt look like your hand. Something is not right. You look at your hand again. It is disgusting. You look back at HIM. You feel better instantly. You curl up around and under HIM. You feel protected.

You dont like it. You look at the TABLE. It is standing close to HIM. Too close. The TABLE doesnt belong here. It is nothing like HIM. You move closer to the TABLE. You look at the TABLE. You look at your left hand. You move your hand to the TABLE. As your hand touches the TABLE, you feel its texture. It reminds you of HIM. You feel reassured. You look at HIM. HE is smiling. You need to please HIM more. You look at the TABLE. You dont feel anything.

You wake up. You are curled under HIM. You feel reassured. The TABLE is missing. It didnt belong here AFTERALL. You look at HIM. HE is smiling. You look at your hand. It is calm. The man is looking at you. You look at The man. The man looks at HIM. The man is saying something. Something is off. The man grabs you by the hand. You refuse to let go of HIM. The man is looking at HIM. You are clinging into HIM. You look at HIM. Your body is touching HIM. The man is saying something. Someone is coming. The man is lifting you and HIM.

You are at the BUILDING. HE is with you. You look at HIM. You are touching HIM. You feel HIS solid texture. You love it. You look at your hand. It is holding HIM tight. Someone is speaking. You look at HIM. HE is not like the others. The DESK is near the wall. You remembered it. The man is standing near the DESK. The man is speaking with someone. You look at your left hand. It doesnt belong here. You look at HIM again. HE is smiling. You can feel HIS presence. You only need HIM. You cling yourself closer to HIM. You breathe the same air with HIM.
You look at your left hand. It doesn't breathe same air with you or HIM. You feel sick.

You feel warm. You look at your left hand. It is resting on the red floor as you are laying under HIM. It is not shaking anymore. Your vision starts blurring. Finally you can be with HIM in peace. You look at HIM. You are smiling.