WHEN SHE LIES

When She Lies

Her lips say she's fine, but her eyes... her eyes tell a different story.

I can see it in the way her smile never quite reaches her eyes. In the way she says "I'm okay," even though everything about her says otherwise. She hides behind a mask of false strength, pretending she doesn't need anyone, when I know she's quietly falling apart inside. And it breaks me every time.

I hate seeing her pretend, how she forces a smile to hide the pain that's so obvious to me. I hate that she says she's fine when it's clear she's not. I want to reach out, to hold her, to be the one she can turn to when everything feels too heavy.

I want to be the person who takes away her pain, the one who holds her when she's on the verge of breaking. I want to be the one she trusts with her darkest fears, the one who sees through the lies. I want her to know that it's okay to let go, to stop pretending, to be real with me.

But how do I show her that? How do I make her see? That I'm here for her, that I'll always be, No matter the storm, no matter the sky, I'm waiting for her to stop asking why.

How can I be the one she needs, when she keeps pretending, when she always lies?