I want to tell Andrew everything, but I can't stop lying. Telling the whole truth about my life would not only be unsafe for me, but it would be unsafe for him and I can't risk that. So I comfort myself in telling him small things- things that I like, things that I remember from my childhood that were nice (there weren't many of them, so they stand out), things that I still want to do with my life. The last group feel like lies because I don't expect to live out the year, but it's nice to dream about them anyway. It feels almost normal somehow, and the thought that I could have “normal” is the biggest lie of all.
Andrew knows this and says he hates me. That's a lie too, but one that I don't mind hearing.
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All For The Game - Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard - Small Truths and Big Lies - 140 words
Date: 2024-08-31 03:43 am (UTC)Andrew knows this and says he hates me. That's a lie too, but one that I don't mind hearing.