"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."