Dear somebody I used to know,
D. I got a D in my exams. My parents grow worried each day and I feel like a disappointment.
My friends that I loved so dearly grow distant or perhaps it is I who is distancing myself from everyone.
You ignored me when I was sitting in the library and then you walked away but I could see the fading black eye.
I missed it. I missed your insults and your hate speech. I hate the fact that you ignored me like I didn't exist. I want to hear your voice even if it is to insult me.
Maybe this is love. Even when you hurt me, I relish it because atleast you spend enough time on me to hate me.
It;s funny how they got atleast one fact right. Love made you crazy.
And this was the extent of my craziness that I missed your jeers.
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Somebody I Used To Know (Complete)
Short StoryAnd I stand quiet as I let it happen because I know my silence will haunt you when you stand over my grave