Demeaning Demeanor

“Love me,” she demanded.
“Give me everything you have,
Not one iota less.
Give me everything.
Perhaps I’ll love you back.”

“Love me well,” she stated.
“Give me all your hopes,
Not one iota less.
Give me all.
I might love you back.”

“Love me deeply,” she pleaded.
“Give me dreams you cherish,
Not one iota less.
Give me dreams.
I could try to love you too."

“Love me best,” she begged.
“Give yourself entirely,
Not one iota less.
Give yourself.
I can try to love you.”

“Love me only,” she cried.
“Give me a soul mate,
That can love only me.
Give me a soul.
I can love you.”

“Love me again,” she wept.
“Like you used to do,
Before I took all you had
And left you empty.
I would love you.”

“Love me,” she whispered.
“I’ll give you everything I have.
Not an iota less.
I give you my all.
I give you my dreams.
I give you myself.
I give you my soul.
I will love you.”

“Please come back,” she thought.
“You are my everything.
I love you.”