You lied. But then, I lied too. Existing in the lie was like dancing between rain drops on a warm summer evening. No matter how fast I move, I can not escape their arrival. My once pristine appearance, now disheveled. Marred by every word, each prism split reflection. Truth showering down inescapable reality. We may never again be made clean after such a deluge of disillusionment and guilt. I can be your trouble, but stolen moments fade. The shiver of excitement only a stain upon my now calm and all too steady heart.

Love Lies

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