i guess
what hurts the most
is the fact
when i talk to you
i feel something
and i feel like you don't.
maybe you brought her up
to see what i'd say
maybe you continue to bring her up
to see what i'll do.
i like you.
and i can
scream it into my pillow
type it on worn out computer keys.
i like you.
i like you.
i like you.
repetitive motions
and sounds.
i can scream until i'm blue in the face
or until my keys no longer work.
i like you.
i like you.
but if i were to ever come face to face
and actually tell you
i would suffocate on the words
and my fingers would fall still.
i like you.
but those three words,
could ruin me.