He laughed and flicked the ashes off his cigarette.
In one swift move he leaned in, kissed me, and whispered,
“of course I’M in Love with You, darlING.”
I closed my eyes wondering why what he said was a lie.
Every day I look in the mirror and say to myself,
“you’re living a lie.” But it doesn’t stop me.
If somebody asks me if I love him, I lie.
Because if I lie long enough, I’ll believe myself.
Every night I look in the mirror and say to myself,
“I believe you.” But it doesn’t stop me.
Because if I lie long enough, I’ll believe myself.
The best part of ‘believe’ is the ‘lie’.
What did I do to deserve this life?
Tell me the truth, don’t lie.
I laid my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.
‘lie to me’ I whispered. ‘I love you’ he said.
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The worst thing about being lied to
Is knowing you weren’t worth the truth.
Author notes
Seems a bit...weird.
I dunno...
The three parts in here that are NOT my own words are:
"The best part of ‘believe’ is the ‘lie’."
And "‘lie to me’ I whispered. ‘I love you’ he said."
And "The worst thing about being lied to
Is knowing you weren’t worth the truth."
The rest is all mine.
~S~
[AndItSeemsAsThoughShe'sCalledYouOut.ButWillYouStepUpToAdmitYourLies?]
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Clever title, first off. Bravo on that!
First quote had the same effect.
I liked that you kept going with the theme of lying. I have such a problem staying on one topic when I write. Maybe you should add a little more to this. There seems to be too many quotes from previous sources to balance with your words. However, I did love it.
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Thank you very much for your kind words.
I agree, I should probably add more of my own words to this. But I had such a hard time writing it in the first place, I may just leave it the way it is.
Thank you for reading this and taking the time to comment. =]
~Solo~
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Wow, I love how you formatted the title. Ugh men, but girls do exactly what the character in this poem did. I know I did, I tried to lie to myself to make myself believe it, but it didn't work. Wonderful write- I do hope this is not real life experiece. Because if it is, this guy needs a swift kick to the pecker. Keep up the great work! -Liz
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I'm glad you liked the title. =]
I'm glad it didn't work for you. Because if it did, and you believed yourself, you wouldn't be able to be happy again.
This is...partly a real life experience. Partly.
It's more my fault then anything.
But I'm still so angry about it that I blame him for it all.
But anyways, I'm glad you liked this.
Thank you for all your kind words and comments.
♥♥
~S~
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