"Words are powerful"

That's what she told me

As I gazed into her stoic eyes

Because there are thousands of different words 

Filling up the dictionary

Page after page after page 

Leaving descriptions...

Examples...

Pronunciations...

Each and every single word

Nouns...adverbs...metaphors

Similes...adjectives...acronyms

Different kinds of grammar to describe those words

Commas...periods...colons

Dashes...semicolons...quotation marks 

There's so many different ways you could phrase each word 

The tone in which you speak it

The way you place each word in a certain matter

The energy or laziness you put into it

Leaving a positive or negative reaction for those who hear it

Different words in which each letter is shaped

Twisting or curving to your recollection

Memorizing each one engraved in your brain

And who's to say a word means what we've been taught

What if the word forward means backwards?

What if a sentence is really a paragraph?

What if yellow is actually purple?

Or if we read right to left

And not left to right 

Or read books upside down 

Or the way everyone has a different voice

A different way they communicate

A different way their tongue curves each accent

And so you told me those words

The same ones that changed my life

Sensing happiness I never knew existed

Changing my life for the better

Or so I thought...

Because you told me the truth one day

That those words you said weren't true

And that you didn't actually feel the same way 

Crushing me down to the very core of this earth 

Past the tectonic plates shifting among us

Malt and lava burning my skin like fire

And I knew from that day forward

I would never quite be the same again 

Because after falling in love with you

I realized words mean nothing