i stared at all

my belongings.

neatly piled in the

corner.

my eyes would go

back to him,

a sad lingering

face would mask

underneath his

emotionless one.

after years,

I could read him

without

any words.

"don't be sad."

my hands would

cup his face,

before letting my

arms wrap around

his neck.

a hushed whisper

would only leave

my throat

as tears

threatened to fall,

"i love you."