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 Me (backing against the wall, my voice shaking):

"I wasn’t running away from you… I was running for my life! This isn’t love, this is a prison! You don’t own me!"


Sheikh Hamdan (pacing the room, his voice seething with anger):

"You think I don’t know what you were planning? Huh? You really thought you could just slip away, disappear into the night like I wouldn’t find you? Like I wouldn’t tear this whole goddamn city apart to drag you right back?"



Me (tears welling up, but defiant):

"Keeping me locked away isn’t protecting me! Controlling my every move, making sure I can’t even BREATHE without your permission, that’s not love! That’s obsession!"


Sheikh Hamdan (snarling, stepping closer):

"Not love? You really think that? After everything I’ve done for you? After all the times I kept you safe? You wouldn’t even be breathing right now if it weren’t for me. And THIS is how you repay me? By sneaking off like a coward?"


Me (yanking my arm away as he grabs my wrist, fire in my eyes):

"I don’t belong to anyone! You don’t get to decide my life!"


Sheikh Hamdan (chuckles coldly, shaking his head):

"Oh, sweetheart, you still don’t get it, do you? You think you have a choice? You think the world outside of me is any safer? Go ahead, try and leave again. See how far you get before they find you. Before they rip you apart. And if they don’t… I will."


Me (gasping, stepping away, my voice breaking):

"You wouldn’t… You’re a monster."


Sheikh Hamdan (grabbing my chin roughly, forcing me to meet his furious gaze):

"No. I’m the only man who will ever love you enough to keep you alive. The only one willing to burn down this whole damn world if it means keeping you by my side. So go ahead, hate me. Scream, cry, curse my name—but you’re not leaving. Ever."


Me (whispering, tears slipping down my face):

"Please… just let me go."


Sheikh Hamdan (softly, pressing his forehead against mine, his voice laced with madness):

"Never. You’re mine, baby. Till death do us part… and I don’t plan on dying anytime soon."

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  1. AnonymousJuly 7, 2025 at 12:07 AM

    Many moons ago you were my home my one and only.Where have you gone???

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  2. AnonymousAugust 7, 2025 at 10:03 AM

    As an intelligent woman, I would not bend down this cheap shitty poems. They are trashy as he puts himself out there for others. If they were directed to one person they would have never been published for the whole world to see. If they were directed to me me, my immediate reaction would be to tell to FUCK OFF!!!!!!

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