It was the lie.
She had told him and he believed. Her words. Her voice. Her life. Her joys. Her pain. Her passion. Her dreams.
She found herself. She knew she belonged. She knew she was loved. Across space and time he reached her heart.
She lived.
But. She wasn’t her. That was the lie.
A lie that took all of it from her. His words. His wisdom. His pain. His passion. His joys.
She was left. Alone again.
2 comments:
But there is a remotest chance that she could have lied JUST to get him and his affection. (Though it is a very silly, illogical way of doing things)
we always lie for a purpose...she did too :)
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