Torn Apart...Ignorant Bliss

She was taken away from me. Her body, mind, rationale, heart. I lie here completely violated by the person who stole her away from me. I wonder, does she know me? Does she remember or does she even know herself? I doubt it, that scares me. She lets her inpulses pulse through every pulsing part of her.She lets them consume her, control her. I look at her, stare at her and try to figure her out, figure out what shes thinking, what shes hiding but a wall stops my eyes where they're at. instead of my desperate internal cries, she runs to the thief. Its his fault she doesn't love me as much, his fault she only trusts him and his fault. I don't know her anymore through I wish I did. I used to like this thief that stole my baby from my arms. But he exposed sides of her I wish were kept hidden, kept silent, kept dark. This entity over took her and I feel she will never return to who I knew, person whom I currently identified with, felt comfortable confiding in. I'm saddened and I blame him, will never trust him with my priceless jewel, not even with a handshake. Tearing down my walls for this klepto was a mistake. My bad. My delicious delusion.