Empty Truyhs

Every word
comes with an action.

What if I had said it back?
I miss you too.

Would it have changed anything?
Or is it just words
you don’t mean?

Let’s walk down memory lane—

You cut me off.
You had to make things right.
You didn’t want anything to happen.

Even when I stepped back,
just being a friend,
you assumed—
the way I care
meant I wanted more.

All I did
was hear you out.

I remember
the way it used to be—

The attraction.
The flirting.
The talking.
The connection.

Yet I have no emotions
to those memories,
no attachments.

I just turned off my feelings.

No longer expressing myself.
No longer on my mind.
No longer believing your words.

I remember—
you once wanted to chill,
talk about life,
said you didn’t want to lose me.

All words,
leaving a mouth
full of lies,
empty truths.

Lost in thought,
no behavior to follow.

Now you miss me?
After months?
Why?
What’s changed?

’Cause you text one thing,
do something different.

What if I do miss you?
What if I said it back?

Would it change anything?
Or is it just fake feelings?
Is that your cover-up—
to reel me back in?