To be honest, I never knew when you were being honest.
While many use sarcasm as a fallback, as protection, as humor, you wore sarcasm like a well-fitting body suit, a mask that grew the shapes of your face.
I can picture you, hunched in your desk, scrawling on your paper, saturating the emptiness with lying truths that depicted the picture you wanted so badly to believe yourself.
And I thought I knew you. I thought I started to see the you that was so cleverly hidden.
And you're right--I wanted to be your savior. I wanted to be the light that shined in the shadows of your confusion, the lightning that struck solid truth and shattered it into your reality.
But, to be honest,
I never knew.
This is quite awesome I have to say. Your use of imagery can be so intense at times. I honestly think it's a true gift.. A writing gift. :) this was also really relateable. Because no matter how well you think you know someone they can always turn the tides on you and make you rethink everything you ever put faith in.
ReplyDeleteSO this is like reminding me of someone who is hard to read or you just never knew them at one point. I don't know if I've had anything like that but I guess Fake friends can be similar where someone just become your friend to talk crap about you or something. To me though it seems as if you are talking about a family member. Maybe one day you'll explain who it is or just make up with him or her one day. I don't know but facing them is usually the best way to end the trouble. If that makes sense.
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