Every time I read your words they change. The first time I read them, I just wanted the whole world to leave me alone for five minutes. I wanted to melt into every last pen stroke and let emotion crash down in an ocean wave. In my drowning I read them again. They changed to remorse. It was not you speaking it was not I reading. As I re-read the ink soaked pages, words changed and I felt everything. I felt anger hatred fear sorrow happiness regret I felt revenge curl at the lip bite my tongue stain my teeth. I felt nothing. Its as though every time these words were written for different characters in the same situation. Different emotions, expressions, actions. As I read it now the words dont change. You finally broke me. I broke right apart. I bit down hard, nail and tooth I spat the ink like blood. The words no longer change. They are broken. Say these words. Say them how they are. Do not bring emotion. Be flat say it how it truly is. Own them own these words as you own me. You own me you control me you have no power over me I own you I have power over you I cant control you I am a mouthful of contradictions I say it how it is. Ill destroy these words once and forever. As burn this broken ink I read the scarlet words one last time. The page is blank.