Steal(th)

Tiptoeing across the room

Are wisps of whispering breaths

Trying to find their space

In the emptiness that surrounds them.

You left them behind

when you said your goodbyes...

and they linger on

fragile reminders of you.

and here i am...

afraid that they might disintegrate

disappear...just like you did

leaving me with nothing...but space...unwanted space.

so now...i'm on a mission

i will take what is mine

i will steal what i ought to posses

steal with stealth.