"I don't love you." He said.
"Good I don't want you too" She whispered.

"Then what do you want from me?" He asked.
"Nothing." She replied faintly.

"Don't lie to me, I can tell when you're lying your lips do that nervous shake and you can't look at me" He said moving closer to her.
"I don't want anything from you." She said, holding back tears.

"Stop lying!" He yelled, as he grabbed her.
"Why would it matter what I want? You said you don't love me." She said through pained tears.

"I was always the better liar." He smiled back, holding her face in his warm hands wiping away her tears, he kissed her and then reassured her.

"I am scared to love you again."

Ancient History.

The feelings undeniable. You can't tell where it came from, when it began, or when its going to finish, but its there. Its existing. Its sitting dormant at the bottom of your gut, waiting for that person. Then when you see that person, it explodes and ruptures into a thousand butterflies fighting a war against the wall of your stomach. It dries your mouth & wipes it of an intelligent words. It causes your kneecaps to melt away, leaving you with shaky legs & the struggle to stay upright. It crawls across your face & carefully removes any trace of dignity you may have left there & slinks away laughing at the goofy mess it has created.

It makes you want to cry tears of happiness & laugh in frustration that you can't figure out what's wrong with you. It grabs your hand and drags you to places that you once feared, but you now see they're not so bad. But mostly it overpowers all other emotions or feelings that anyone or anything else exists because you're still caught up in that moment you saw that persons smile, the one that makes you catch your breath & causes your heart to jump around excitedly.