It Never Happened

"You'll never guess what happened today."

Silence occurs where a response usually follows.

"Guess you're not feeling very talkative today."

You won't admit that you're feeling so hollow.

"Anyway, I got best grade in my class. And you thought I'd fail."

The wind whispers as if to fill in for the voice that is no longer there.

"I got a sticker for it and everything."

Tears slip down your cheeks as you grit your teeth and say it's not fair.

"If you don't come to school soon, you'll never catch up."

A harsh wind stings your eyes, though you can't tell if it's the wind or the tears.

"Oh don't be like that. We've been talking about some pretty cool stuff."

The last thing you'll do is give in to your fears.

"Do you want to just sit? We can just sit."

You're walking through life trapped in a daze.

"I really miss you, you know. You're a jerk for leaving me like this."

And you spend all your time all alone with a grave.