You say you don’t feel anything, then what are the stains on the pillow every morning?
You say you don’t love anyone, then why you still have the letter written by someone in your wallet?
You say you don’t have any story, then why all the sad songs give you goosebumps?
You don’t have anyone special in life, then what is the sparkle in your eyes when someone’s name came up?
You remember that line from Othello? “I understand the fury in your word, but not the word”.
I have something in similar lines for you. “I understand the love in your words, but not your words.”
Every word that you speak just says that you’ve loved someone so much that you cannot love anymore.
“I have loved many and I still do.”