I sat on the chair and stared at you

"I don't love you". I told you as you sat opposite to me, tied with a rope against the chair

"If you don't love me, then why do you keep me?" You questioned me as my bloodshot eyes stare at you

"Because I hate you.I can't stand being apart from you,” I stood up and freed you from the rope

"Run before I catch you" I whispered as you hesitated

"Go!" I yelled and you began to run

I smiled to myself and followed you

"Oh how I love the chase"