You Were Always More Inspired By Liars

Truth is
He will never know how much he means;
How he’s come out of this far ahead
Through a false sense of intimacy.
That all this time I’ve felt like a liar
And afraid that he will see right through me
Into a core that is poisoned and rotting away. But I’ll smile again because it’s easier to just hide
Than to be myself in front of the world.
I am hurting myself vicariously
Through you.
And it’s never been so bittersweet.

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