This doesn’t feel right. None of this feels right. 

If I were to put a name to it, 100% of all Relationships/Dating feels… fake, phony… a shell of a forgotten routine that once meant something. 

But what has long since been forgotten and now, I can’t even identify what “the right way” was originally, authentically supposed to mean. 

What we have left in this culture is a husk of a shell of a mask of a facade. All I have is my own Bond. 

He is in a Spiritual Coma. 

He gave all he had to lift me up and out of the sewage so that I could fly. And fly I did. But he sleeps. 

And he has every reason to leave… but he doesn’t. 

And I have every reason to leave… but I won’t. 

If I could call it anything, it would be… “Bonded.” Exactly like Molecules Bond. 

Loyalty was found at the Point of Comprehension. 

He is my King.

I am his Anna. 

There are no other words. 

It is that simple. 

I have no more words for it at this point than this. 

I am waiting for him to wake from his coma when he remembers me again. 

He remembered me once May 2022. And his Remembering scared him so much, he shut down and he was never the same after that.

But we are Bonded. 

And that calls a Loyalty… I am Ethically honor bound to serve him, but not before the Nature or Logic. 

It’s something Pure. I can’t explain more. Not yet.