Chapter Four

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Chapter Four
Actions Prove Louder Than Words.


I wonder.


I wonder how many times you've spoken to me.


I wonder how many times i've spoken to you.


I wonder how many times we've spoken to one another,

and nothing but empty, lonely nothingness rung out.


So many times.


Too many to count.


And yet,


I still wonder.


And yet,


I'll never get an answer.


Or perhaps I did,


and I've just forgotten.

What a useless terrible memory I have.


Do you not agree?


Ah,


of course.


No answer.


None at all.


This has to be the millionth time I have asked you that question,


and the millionth time I've gotten,


no


answer,


none


what so ever.


How unfortunate.


I don't really like unfortunate things,

they make me feel

'unfortunate'.


It's not the best feeling to feel,

it really isn't.


But,

I can't complain, you probably feel much more 'unfortunate' than I.


I hope I'm wrong.


Feeling, bad isn't a very good feeling.


It really isn't.


Really.


Ah,


silence.


Just as I thought.


No answer,


none


at


all.


-Authors note, Because the other one is short, here's a bit more.

It's nothing really.

~Your friendly neighborhood author, TheFuzziestMushroom-

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