Empty Love

Your eyes were chillingly cold. The air was empty from sound, but our unsaid words were however bold. You raised your hand once again and repeated that god awful phrase, I flinched away missing your shot out of rage. Anger paints you in colors unexplained. Somethings happened to you where gods the only one to blame. Your like a burning out flame, trying to find a spark to fill the void in your empty heart. I'm curious does it beat? I think not when your fist comes in contact with my skin on repeat.