H is brown eyes were always filled with compassion, his

voice always whispering of love.

But he was a thief, intent on stealing all that I held
dear.

One night he broke into my heart and filled his sack
with priceless treaures; my confidence, my self
respect, my soul.

He lugged them all away without a thought or backwards
glance. He lugged them all away without remorse. And
in their place he left fear and contempt.