Return To Sender

-This is  a random poem I wrote one day. Sort of about the apologies and reasons people go through, and expect, when things fuck up in life. No, I haven't sufferred a recent break-up with a boyfriend/friend/or any other significant other in my life. This is just random thoughts, that managed to make their way into prose. Enjoy.-

Dear Friend,

Relation,

Intimate lover.

Whoever you are,

Were,

And never was.

You are listening,

I wish you were.

We never talk anymore,

We never did,

And everything always ended in a fight.

I saw you with your Ex the other day.

I'm not listening,

You don't care,

You want to hurt me,

And I want to hurt you back.

I never want to talk to you again.

And no one cares.

I wish I really could speak,

Tell you.

What I am thinking,

Feeling.

And its all too much.

Too many words,

And I can't say one.

I wish there was a cure for this,

I wouldn't take it,

I'd rather self-medicate,

I'd rather die.

Because it's simple,

Its an end,

And I wouldn't have to fight anymore.

But you're not listening.

So anything I say,

Think,

I wish I could speak.

Doesn't matter.

And it will be all over.

And we'll never be friends,

We never were,

And never will be.

Never in love,

And never again.

And I want this to end.

And I'm scared.

And there's nothing left.

But too many 'ands'

'ifs'

'whys'

So this is the end.

Yours truely,

Never was,

And never will be.