It's killing me.

Sitting here; wondering if I've made you upset, is killing me.

I wish I knew what I said.

I wish I could hear the few words that my mouth uttered to make you feel the need for distance.

Perhaps, it was just one...One word.

I hate this broken silence.

Waiting for someone that isn't there...

Why do our minds lead us to do such unnatural things?

Why did  you decide to conceal yourself?

Why...

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