You took my words
And you’d have taken my heart as well,
Ripped it from my chest still beating.
But I told you’d had enough.
Without my words I am lost,
And you are the one that lost me.
You took the thing you loved about me,
Hid it, left me bereft, yet said that I was still
Who I had been before.
I am not.
For words I wrote at another time
Are still true.