It’s been a month since I’ve seen you. I cut you open and took the part of you that belonged inside. What am I supposed to say when I see you today. All I can think about is this moment and I’ve been waiting for it since that regretful day. You walked up to me. I look into your eyes and my mouth moves and you start to look confused. I’ve been tongue tied before but this time it’s different. “ Qu’est ce que je dis”. I cover my mouth immediately. Your confused face turns to an angry face. SLAP! I watch in disbelief as you flip me off and slam the door to your truck.