three words

three words copious in weight,

tugging upon the cords of life embroidered into flesh. 

silent thoughts and shards of glass rebuke the reflections rippling across the ponds in your eyes.

i dont mean to intrude although i am overflowing with curiosity, is it that my effervescent sputters fall upon deaf ears or do you choose to turn your back and reject the words spilling off my tongue?

your interpretations; fastidious and tedious, predictably electing only those that feed the insatiability of your fractured ego.

an unrecognisable sliver. 

do not for one glance, obfuscate or doubt me, for i am no sycophant, slyly reaching into your murkiness. 

i merely seek the comfort of the three words and peace,

i love you, i hate you, who am i?