An Avalanche of False Hope

I tried to break this poem up into little sections to make it easier to read for you all. I didn't write it according to how many lines in stanzas, I just wrote it. So no, the lines won't match up each time. They don't have to.

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My heart has frozen over
from your avalanche of words.
Each one giving frost bite to the
uncharted territories of my heart.

The echo of your whisper haunts my soul and
leaves it recoiling in the corner
of that shadowy room.

You are a heck of a magician
for I had the illusion these promises meant something.
They were beautiful like a flower.
Leaving them to be as fragile as the petals on them.
Just one touch, one small tug, and they fall.

The meanings of your words have been crossed out in
the dictionary and are still waiting to be redefined.
Though that will be hard seeing as your definitions
suited them the best up until this point.

Though I never held you in my hands
or purchased you at a store
you were always mine.
I've allowed you to become lost in the words
made of all those strange events we experienced.
You have changed. So much so that I don't think
I'll bother finding you for quite some time.

Perhaps false hope is the best way to describe what happened.
So maybe I fell in love with a lie in the end.
It's okay. Things like this happen all the time. Right?