The Hard Questions

You ask me what I've been up to lately. You say "Oh yeah, you've got ___ then, don't you?" You wonder if I've met any new people recently. You offer to drive me to the library since you're heading that way anyways.

And I can't tell you the truth.

I'd love to tell you, but I hold you up against the background painted by just one incident.

But it only takes one incident to set my world on fire. And I just can't risk it.

So I say Nothing. Yes. Not really. No, that's okay.

Even though what I want to say is the exact opposite.

I can't tell you what I really mean, and I can't even tell you this. But I'm sorry.

I promise to tell you the truth one day.


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