I've never told this lie before, so I broke a little.
I mean, I've told him a couple of white lies.
To placate his suspicions?
To keep those deep blue eyes from watering? Or looking away in disdain?
I gave my half-truths from my heart, whole with love.
But never in this fashion, this thick coat of deceit rests on my shoulders.
Clings to me like a second skin.
Subterfuge has never been wield, so kindly.
© Lady in Red