Lying is a survival skill. Sometimes, lying is a necessity, if not just a mere way to sugarcoat the unpleasant, dodge the unnecessary, and temporarily keep someone or something at bay. But while it is a skill to be used sparingly and with the utmost care, someone who claims to never lie... well, they've just spoken the greatest one there is.
But every lie bears weight, and even the perpetual liar may find that it eventually becomes too heavy to carry.
[Old poem with many flaws. Preserved as is for personal future reference.]
Full poem + Author's Notes.
why does falling in love really hurt?? like, i just love! why does it make me so hurt. and then, i realized...
love arrives like a storm
tearing down walls
i didn't know were there
exposing the raw
nerve endings
of my heart
it hurts
because feeling
is terrifying
but the ache
is also the proof
that i am alive
.....