it's 12:13 A.M.
i'm sitting upright
in my bed
my fan is making the slightest buzzing noise
and yet
the silence is deafening

12:13 reminds me
of the time my best friend and i got into a fight
and she wouldn't even meet my eye
i opened my mouth so many times
but i never succeeded in saying
what i needed to
the silence
wrapped around my throat
and robbed me of all of my words

12:13
is like the time
my boyfriend told me
he would miss me
right after he said
he couldn't be with me anymore
i turned around and left
only when my words sunk into my toes
and the silence took over

12:13
reminds me of all the times
i should've said what i needed to
and how i shouldn't have
let the silence choke me
and take away all my words
when all i wanted to do
was say them