I hear "I love you" every day,
and many other things.
These words warm me
from head to toe;
yet, they possess a certain sting.

"Actions speak louder than words",
I always say in return
to a certain man,
who doesn't have time
to care, hope, or discern.

I turn my head away,
mumbling of false guarantees
(both past and present).
I look in his eyes, get out of the car,
and think *"Remember me."