Let me tell you about my lies: I lied when I told you that I was fine. The truth is I cried myself to sleep the night before because I miss you.
Now it’s hard for me to be hopeful because people make me cynical. I still don’t understand how someone can go from texting you every day to not texting you at all and not explain why. I still don’t understand how someone can decide to drop you without giving you a valid reason.
“I don’t see myself married to him but being alone is so scary right now.”
Boys like you are the reason that girls like me are still single.
I’m not lonely.
Cancer: She tells lies about her boyfriend. She wants it to look like her relationship is perfect, so she never tells her friends about the big fights that she’s had and the nights she’s spent sleeping on the couch.
When I was 15, I met someone who changed my life.
I’m tired of being a victim of my own expectations, of my own intuition, of my own radar. I’m tired of being the one who is always left disappointed or shocked or baffled by someone’s behavior. I’m tired of being the one who’s always hurting.
Libra: “I met someone else” (“I didn’t, I just don’t like you”)
They lie to you, and you believe them.