Diary Lies

It is today he finally hates me.

Two years to date.

I whispered "thank you" to myself when I read his text message.

He was deliberately cruel, mean, and hurtful.

I wonder how much of his words were true.

So maybe it is today we get to finish it.

I didn't tell you I dreamt of him last night. We were holding hand, heading towards a carnival.

I was happy. Vaguely.