Surrender

It was surrender.

It was like giving way to possession. Giving way to a higher power. Allowing a spiritual force far greater than myself take control and command me.

He shrugged it off like a high school fantasy. But what did he know?

I was sunk.

Floating.

Drowning.

Consumed.

Burned with holy fire.

And he could only dream it was just about him.

If it brings you peace, habibi, dream on.

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