You never asked but…

The blood on the floor wasn’t mine.

You never asked but…

The reason I wore black so much wasn’t because I liked how it looked.

You never asked but…

I wasn’t doing what you thought that Friday night.

You never asked but…

The lock of hair in my desk wasn’t my mother’s.

You never asked but…

There’s a reason I always came home so late.

You never asked but…

There’s a reason everyone you hate went mysteriously missing.

You never asked but…

You always thought.

You never asked but…

You were right.

But you know too much.

I’m sorry about this—