I remember how silent you were,
And the silence that existed then,
Diced the knives of regrets in between.
For reasons now,
But not you.
Its like when my cat stayed silent
At times when I yelled at her
And for reasons I could not possibly understand
The growing fur of regrets on her
Reminded me of my own
So since I have grown
Under the layers of the same deception,
To be silent,
And its the silence with whom I stay with,
While the rest of the world