Maybe i have told myself enough times that i do not love him anymore.
Maybe i have convinced myself i have nothing left.
I feel like i have nothing left for him.
No more love, or hate, or empathy.
But there is still something there because
I can feel it in my ribs when she tells me about
the things he does with his eyes.
Whatever it is, i can feel it ripping me apart
from the inside out.

-a.l