I knew you. know the person you are, know your reactions, expressions.

but do I still know you? I wish I was brave enough to try to hit at the wall you built between us. I'm not scared of getting scolded, but why does my gut tell me you wont scold, but you will treat me like a stranger? that will hurt the most.

you were strictest with me. out of all of them, you pushed me the hardest, but you were the one who held me closest.

I still miss you, two years later. is that the way it'll be, only a memory?

the thing I regretted the most, was not telling you how much you meant to me. people say there is no need to say things like that, and for all that I am bold, things like these doesnt come out of my mouth easily. but I also know that it means alot when someone says it out as well.

I miss you the same way I miss debating. like missing my own arm.

debate is not the art of fishmongering. what is the point of having talent if there is no commonsense, commitment, passion and love? whatever conflicts there may be, put it aside when you are on the floor. isnt that a basic thing why should there even be a need to say it out? how do you debate when you dont even listen? how to identify flaws, hit at fallacies? utterly ridiculous.