“I'm not angry.” Is what I say, but my lips tell me I’m saying “I’m lying.”

“Don’t worry about it.” I say, calm as ever. I put on a smile even though my throat and eyes tell me I’m crying.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” I say, looking away and going quiet, but my head tells me to speak.

“It’s okay.” I say, showing with my eyes honesty, but my mouth knows its not.

“I understand.” I say, feeling pain for them, but my head tells me I don’t.

“Tell me.” I say, squeezing a hand to show trust, but my heart tells me I don’t deserve to know.

“I trust you.” I say, thinking I do but my lips tell me I’m saying “leave.”

“I am telling the truth.” I say but with my soul I know it’s a lie.

“I love you.” I say, speaking with emotion, but I know I don’t.