"I love you" he typed

always read, never heard

"I love you too," I replied

but they're just meaningless words

Together, he holds me

he forces a kiss

I try to turn

he doesn’t miss

Together we yell

and fight like cats

there are so many places

I'd rather be at

I'm afraid to leave him

afraid of what he'll do

afraid of the meaning

I love you

I'm relieved when it’s over

I try to stay away

but he likes to pretend

everything is okay

He wants to stay friends

though he treats me like shit

like having a dead dog

still keeping it

I ignore him

he moves on

I think he's

finally gone