subject line: your words are empty. April 25, 2016 by Hannah Brencher indiana I used to think that if I was ever cheated on, I would know. That the writing would be on the wall. That you would feel so guilty and act so strangely, that it would be obvious. Instead, I’m just left with the knowledge that you used to tell me you loved me before I went to bed, and then go sleep with my friend.