Love lingers in the dark corners of my mind
slowly violating the opinions and feelings
that I once called my own.
I watch as my memories 
slowly
fade
to a dark, unrecognizable place
that has been created by something so mellifluous
yet so deadly. 
It gently manipulates the core of my mind,
grasping
the one thing preserving
my most valuable dreams and memories,
the thick, bronze lock
attached to the dark wood chest
bearing everyone and everything I ever have been
and ever will be
and morphing itself to fit the only key hole that can release them.