There are at least one hundred things I want to say, maybe more, the list grows each day. I wish I had the courage to say them out loud to break the tension in the air between us. I wish you would just listen and take in the words. I wish that you would say sorry so we could move on, but there is no sorry that you want to hear from me anymore. Just the silence of the guilty. I know I’m guilty but so are you.
There were one hundred things to say to you, but not anymore.
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