Tell Me Lies

Tell Me

Please, please! Tell me that things are going to be fine—better than ok. Lie to me. Pretend that something will improve and that I won’t feel upset anymore. I am intolerant of stuff not agreeing with me. Years ago I used to put up with that sort of thing, but now I just want to let go of it. I often can’t. It will be for a few minutes—the relief that your lies will give me. But those few minutes will be peaceful, a mental vacation from worries. All those constant worries that make my face frown.


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