I Fell In Love With The Truth

She told the truth so freely, as if it was flowing out of her like a coursing river. The kind that has the power to create a new path if it has to and there was no stopping it. She never held back a thing from me. Every word out of her was causing me to sink deeper. In the end I fell in love with her her truths.

It made me spoiled, because through all this we were keeping a huge secret from everyone in our lives. In the absence of eyes, our truths came out out when we were together between entangled sheets. I grew to resent the lying, with the truth craving to come spilling out of me like an overflowing bucket.

In the end it was the truths that caused us to come crashing down. We were one truth she couldn’t stand to face. It was the sin she could no longer carry. And when our lies could no longer bear the weight of the coursing river, the truths broke down the dam that send us to an ending neither of us had predicted among the passion.

 

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Let Me Define Masochism To You

If I wanted a boring life, I suppose I wouldn’t be attracted to women who threw hand grenades into it. I spend most of my time running after them, trying to stuff the pins back in. Every so often one would go off before I could stop it. I would watch as the explosion caused broken fragments of collateral damage to slowly fall to the ground. In those moments I swear you could catch a smirk on my face. Now, please watch as history repeats itself.

 

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It’s the Lies that Kill You

I’m here to tell you that the truth doesn’t mean to hurt you. Your feelings on the truth can vary, but it has never intended to cause harm. It wants to simply exist in a world where it is often skewed. Now a lie, those are intended to make a fool of you. They trick you into a false sense of security. They gnaw at your heart, tearing connective tissue to shreds. Lies are ugly and painful, with the intention to deceive you.

 

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