the sound of silence
night time

Dear You:

We don't talk.

Well yell, and we accuse, and we call names and spew venomous hatred and then we....stop.

And it's like it never happened.

But I know it did. And I want to talk about it. But I'm afraid to bring it up because I don't want the fury to fly again.

So what do i do?

I sit here and play with you. The game of pretending not to notice the tension between us.

Even though i notice. I wonder if you do? I don't know if you do or not.

We never talk.

Love

Me

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