Out of words

Posted: December 23, 2016 in Heartache

He stole my words. He stole my words.

This would have been a eulogy for a girl who loved too much and lost everything that was ever significant. Her words. Her home in his heart. A love she thought was boundless.

He was the good morning in a sunshine. The bitter sweet taste of coffee. The hunger of a missed meal. He was the rhythm in her chest. The undeniable truth that she loved him.

But he didn’t just take away the will to wake up and smile for nothing. He took her words. And now people ask where it hurts and why her head is tilted to the side and why she is losing weight. She could have said she got her heart broken but it too didn’t do it justice like the other clichés of loss. This melancholy, the grief, the loss of self in another soul…it doesn’t have a name. It stole her words.

He stole her world when he took her words.

  1. jasandnigel says:

    Lets nick a name for it, I will go first

  2. jasandnigel says:

    zixigiate – A ritual where the heart of the victim is pulled out and stamped on
    Eg. Ever since she zixigiated him, he has been a zombie for the past 20 years.

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