what happens when you can't get enough of someone
so you take everything you can get your hands on
even their freedom and their spirit until there is nothing left of them
all of it belongs to you and what you do with it is you leave
and you take it with you and wave goodbye and never speak again
except to say sorry, and one day to hold hands while you watch the stars
and in a small fragile moment I tried to give it back to her
but the hole I left was not the same shape and it didn't fit, exactly
so now I have it, I have all of her, and I will hold it close to my heart
my stolen treasure, another person's soul- forever.