"I love you"
"I miss you"
They are words that
are spoken to me.
I smile.
Everything they say is incoherent.
Such aliens I am related to.
We laugh over dim-witted memories.
We say loving things.
But I am uncertain.
They hug me.
They kiss my cheek.
They do all these things.
As sweet as it may sound...
It's really not
They rend everything.