Things I wish said to you.

"The silence. This very silence. That has gone on for months. This silence is the loudest in my head it has ever been. The silence between us. The strangers we have become. Is it the worst crime you've ever committed? Or am I truly dumb?

The Discourse. The very Discourse, that we used to have. Lingers. Creeps. Barges in as I brush my teeth, as watch the professors hand move across the white board, as I eat, talk, drive, walk. It Barges in throughout my greatest daydreams, forcing a remberance of my worst nightmare. Oh the jealousy I feel towards you. To be able to inhale and exhale without thinking of the words you once told me.

I think you are cruel, genuinely mean. I know you are a liar, but I do not know who you were lying to. I don't know if I ever truly met you because you were not who you shown me to be.

Remember the discourse. The very Discourse, the words you yourself told me. I got to admit, It’s a beautiful lie. The yearning thought of your apology

It's a hopeless void, knowing you don't miss me.

Do you remember the words? That came from your tongue. An inching spider to mother a web of lies.

I am thankful we do not speak. Because speaking to you again is the concept of failure, it is stepping on a nail barefoot, it is expired milk and projectile vomit. It is being the only person to laugh at my joke. It is digressing. But there is one thing I want you to know. Karma is laughing at my jokes too, she'll find you. I hope you get everything you deserve - but I hope I don't hear a word about it."