The Word Thief

 

Don't take his words, because they are not yours to have, because when you take these letters and meanings you take a part of him.

Dont twist his thoughts and poison his mind, don’t take a memory of a time and place and make it bloom inside is head. Because those times and places were mine, now you replace and steal the memories I have already made.

You suffocate like a deathly vine. And when he moves to change his gaze you hide what is real from view.

He begins to forget why he came here in the first place as his eyes are blinded with what could have been.

But I remain in the quiet realm. Waiting for him to remember. Not all hope is lost yet.

If I could have one wish. It would be that you had never found this place. That you had never invaded our hearts and our minds.

With one word you leave never to be remembered, never to have been at all. Your spitefull whisperings, stirrings of poison masked with sickly sweet perfume now vanish.

And all that remains is a tiny fragment of broken glass. But there is always hope. From one small happy memory, a forest can flourish.

But this time, lets keep it guarded. It is precious and worth fighting for.