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She began to cry right after she lied.

He squeezes her and begins to ramble
The more he squeezes with the hug
The more she begins to cry
Just the feeling of being in his arms made her cry

He hears her sniffles and pulls her back
Looks down at her face and asks why
She wipes away the tears and
Swears nothing is wrong

He looks into her eyes and still asks her why
She said it was allergies
He said she was lying
He told her he's seen allergies
And this was not it

She told him that she was upset
Upset about things
He asked her what they were and
She just said "Things"

He told her he was worried and that he wanted to know
She said it was nothing and to leave her alone
He told her that he wouldn't be able to
Save the people that he need to at work
Because he would be worried.

So she lied to him.
Made up a story
And lied to his face
He pick her up over his head and said
"That was it!!"
He said with a smile

She smiled back down and said "Yes, for awhile"
He kissed her on the cheek and then set her back down
That night as she was walking through her town
She wondered why she cried

Was she scared of him?
Was she in love?
Was she scared of what could become of them?
Did she not really have feelings for him?
Why did she have to lie to him?

She went home that night
And began to cry
All because she lied

She remembered their promise
That they would never spill a lie
She looked at her reflection
And began to wonder why

He wakes up the next morning
And finds out that she died
He finds the note beside her
And all that it says is
"I'm sorry that i lied"

Author notes

This isn't exactly the way that i planned for this to go. Something like this happened to me. But i didn't die in the end. It's hard to explain. I dunno why i made the girl die in the end. That's just how everything flowed... it may not make any sense to you but it does to me. Promising someone that you would never EVER lie to them and when you do about something little then you end up feeling horrible. I dunno... i tried to write a different ending... to where she didn't die... but it didn't sound as good.. and plus... if you read the way i had it before you'd be happy about this ending.
Written July 26th, 2005

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  • buffytheparrotslaye
    July 26, 2005
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    A lot of real feeling has gone into this and you raise an interesting question about why we lie.I often think it is because the truth is so scary and the lie just comes out more easily!Keep on writing and sharing!