Stolen

911, Yes, this is an emergency.

I need to report a crime, 

No. I didn't get a good look at the culprit,

There was no warning.

Who could have done this?

Who would have had a reason? A motive?

It couldn't have happened just overnight,

I was so oblivious to it,

That I didn't see it coming,

Yet somehow so deliberate, 

I knew something was up,

I knew something was off,

He was no longer him,

I was no longer me,

We were no longer us,

There were no fingerprints of the criminal,

Who stole away our happiness like a thief in the night,

We used to stand together as a united front,

Demolishing any problem or obstacle that stood before us,

Never letting it get in our way of true happiness or love, 

Never letting anything stop us, or even slow our speed,

Then one day it happened, 

Right out of left field, 

Right out of the blue, 

They never found the bloody weapon, 

That committed this malicious, awful crime,

Of stealing away all the memories,

Of when his love was real and true,

The wonderful times we used to share, 

All the laughs, tears, and smiles,

Have been robbed from me, 

Stolen blind, 

I have been stripped clean of things,

I tried so desperately to cling to, 

To not lose sight of the past memories I hold so dearly,

All at once, it hit me like a ton of bricks, 

Knocking me to my knees,

While he stood firm on his feet,

Standing right next to me, 

He became a stranger,

Someone I barely recognized,

I went from someone you adored,

To someone he despised.

I changed, he changed,

Who are these people that have overtaken us?

I am clueless as to who I am, 

What I want,

Where I am going,

What am I doing with this life I have been blessed with?

Throwing it all away,

Tossing it aimlessly about, 

Who robbed me of the life I dreamt of?

I can't describe the perp,

Get me an officer with his sketch pad!

Get me an investigator, a detective even!

Someone to help me find some trace of a clue,

As to where these venomous words originated,

 When did we get such malice and vengeance in our tone? 

Where is the compassion?

When did a cold shoulder replace, our soft, tender loving touches? 

Where are the loving doting compliments?

The laughter we used to share?

When did the smile I used to spark on his face, 

Become a sour scowl and frown?

The very sight of me used to bring him joy,

 Not like now when he sees me, 

A pit of dread rustles at the floor of his stomach.

He went from my very best friend, 

Always by my side, 

Someone I could put all my faith in, 

The one I could trust with my very life,

Someone with the warmest smile,

A true heart of gold,

The confidant in which everything I told,

Someone I could always count on and confide in,

Who always had my back,

No matter what down to ride,

Has transformed into this complete stranger, 

I can no longer identify,

Who refuses to talk to me.

Someone who turns away with better things to do, 

The very second your name passes through my lips.

Who only sees what they want,

I can't please him, 

Nor can I be who he wants me to be, 

No matter how hard I try, 

All of my good-intentioned efforts go unnoticed. 

My pleas to reconcile and reconnect, 

Go ignored and unheeded,

Who in the hell put up this indestructable wall,

That has become my mortal enemy,

The explanation of my demise, 

My cause of pure and utter defeat, 

That has become a mental roadblock?

That has grown so high I'll never be able to climb. 

His stonewalling tactics, the barbed wire atop this wall,

Making it damn near impossible to scale, 

Whos to say if I by some meager chance, 

Did happen to escape its gripping, evil clutches, 

A battered and bruised warrior, 

An innocent prisoner of my own mistakes, 

That he would let me in or accept me again, 

He and I could never go back to what we were before,

I would enlist name onto the high risk prisoners roll call, 

I am almost certain that I would be captured in no time,

Freedom would be unquestionably short lived, 

I would without a doubt be led back to the dungeon,

Dark, Damp and musky, soiled and moistened and dripping with defeat,

With my head hung low, staring at my feet, 

My sulking tail betwixt my legs,

Filled with regret sorrow and despair,

Undeniably guilty, by the silent treatment and cold shoulder guards,

At gunpoint aimed to deflect any more of my tainted aura,

From coming anywhere in the vicinity, 

Of him, his feelings, or his heart, 

Taking himself from me,

As my punishment for loving him entirely too much,

Only I've committed no crime, 

I beg of you please, bring back the other part of me, 

I plead to you with all my heart, 

I will offer a hefty reward for the capture of this villain, 

Yes, I am fully aware that no amount of money in the world,

Would, Could, or should replace the memories,

Or the lessons this torture has taught my heart,

I tried to bargain and proposed a purse of a million dollars,

That I in no shape, form or fashion come close to having,

Any amount within reach of that far fetched number,

But my fool self just had to try,

Check the wanted poster,

That's been heavily plastered all over the walls of my heart, mind, and soul, 

I really want to know who is to blame, 

I long to find out who is at fault, and when this all came to be, 

 I can barely see thru the thick intimacy blocking barrier of fog,

Of all his hateful comments and malicious slurs,

Name-calling, shouting, finger-pointing,

And passing the blame he projected onto me,

Has made everything a mind numbing, whirlwinded blur,

That always seems to rise up once the flames of a very heated argument,

Have gone from a steamy bubbling boil, 

To a solid block of frozen ice,

And we both have had time to think things over,

Letting the storms destructive winds blow over,

Our tempers have cooled from our hot headed episodes,

But we have also had intervals to conjure up a better comeback,

Or an insult that will stab deeper than ones that came before,

More hours to come up with our next move, 

Or a better chance at coming out on top,

Or achieving victory in the argument that will follow this one,

But what we never seem to see,

Is that we are both the victims of the crime here,

That neither one of us will admit to committing,

Or probably even realized that we did,

If anyone is the delinquent in charge of this massive fiasco,

That disrupts our daily lives,

Our loves measurement of law and order,

The one that should be prosecuted for this awful act,

Is actually more than one. 

Time is the ringleader of the crime ring,

Of love stealing, intimacy eroding, wall building resentment creators,

There has ever come to be. 

It is followed very closely by its partners in crime,

They go by the name of "gratitude loss",

Sometimes an alias they have used can go by the alter egos:

Anger, The cold shoulder, The silent treatment, Lack of Communication,

Be on the lookout for these armed and dangerous criminals,

They can be lurking in the sneakiest of places,

Right around the corner,

Maybe next week, A year down the line,

Keep your marriage in check,

Dont become their next clueless target, 

Take a keen eye to the red flags,

They wave them everywhere,

They warn you before they strike,

These Pickpocketers are slick, 

Before you know it,

They have robbed you of your most prized possessions,

Your heart, Your love, Your whole damn life,

They will leave you stolen.