Please?
Then There's You
“I’m fine. I can eat on my own,” I insisted.
“I know you can,” you said. “But let me help you.”
I didn’t want help. I never liked relying on people.
“Please,” I begged.
But you were adamant. You always were. And it was this quality that I liked about you. You never gave up on me.
“Please?” you echoed.
You, with that look equipped again, held the spoon to my mouth and I couldn’t help but let you feed me.
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