Indifference
I ask "are you angry with me?"
"no" they respond.
"but you are not happy with me either (?)"
"no" they confirm.
"why not?" I inquire.
"because I just don’t have energy to" they explain.
I scooch closer, and take their hand.
"I like you" I say.
It triggers them to start biting my face.
I stare silently as blood drips from my face onto their shirt. "now we are even" they say, as if that was supposed to be it. "no we are not", I oppose, "that was worse".