You must be lying.
You have to be lying.
How can you love me?
I don't deserve it.
I don't deserve the happiness and love you give me.
The only plausible reason for why I'm getting this is because the world is playing a cruel joke.
I'm the punchline.
I'm going to be on top of the world and then it's going to push me over just to see me bruise.
That's the only explanation for why you chose me.
No one chooses me.
No one should choose me.
You have to be lying because you can't possibly love me this deeply.
You have to be seeing someone else because I'm not good enough to deserve your whole heart.
I know you're going to walk all over me after you throw me away.
Why are you wasting your time with lying to me when you could just cut to the chase?
After all, I already know how the joke goes.
