Three Words.

I love you.
Are just three words.
I know they mean nothing.
But nothing else works.

You know the definition.
But not of the feeling.
You know not what is real,
No mutual feeling.

Why you say these words to me then?
To occupy the space of loneliness.
You know not of true feelings,
Only the label.
I feel they sky shading, and my life peeling.

I hate you.
Are just three words.
I know they mean nothing.
But deep down,
It causes a feeling of hurt.

I don't know why.
Maybe it's because.
The feelings you promised-
Of undying love.