Why does one lie? One lie to save our skin, to save oneself from embarassment, or save unecessary questions. But when none of them is the case, why then?
I thought we were friends enough, close enough, to spare each other the unecessary lies. Small, pointless white lies, but lies none the less. And lies hurt. Well, sometimes. It just, makes me lose faith in things even more.
I dont ask for anything, just the truth. And you PROMISED me I would get that, the whole and plain truth. This lie isnt enough to make me actually doubt you, but something inside me went off.
I still trust you, though.
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