I hate thinking about revenge.
But unfortunately that is all I can think of when someone has been a complete jerk.
All I can do is imagine all the situations in which I would tell him;
“I’m so angry at you, I feel like I could slap you,”
“We are not friends though,”
“How could you be so heartless?”
And so on.
The fantasies fill my head, because I need an ending to this tale.
I thought closure was an abstract concept.
But it’s really not, since I’ve realized that I cannot live without it.
I will tell him how I feel.
If not for my benefit, then for the benefit of those who come after me.
Yet I know that one day, you will look at the person sleeping next to you.
And think that it’s someone else’s place.
I just couldn’t reach you in time.
But by then it will be too late for you and not me.