Don't ever lie to me.
I see deep inside, deeper than you can even see inside yourself.
Past the idea of your love, and past the assumed connection that guards me from your judgement.
I still feel it, it lingers in the air
It touches inside my heart and a vision occurs of what this would be if you weren't so kind to lie.
Kind is a funny word to use when your kindness provokes a grinding stalemate.
I don't wish to stay here and fight your confused heart.
My heart has no questions as I remained true and when I compromise I know.
You are so lost from yourself that you think I am strange, but I am just like you before you were no longer yourself.
Don't call me out, don't laugh at me, and don't you speak my name.
You don't have to say a word, like I said before, when you feel it, when you think it I will know.
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