:: Vicious Rumours ::

:: Monday, June 09, 2003 ::

I'm cold....so cold I'm shivering. It's not a cold from outside, it's that numbing cold you get when you realize someone you love has lied to you. Taken that one precious piece of you and torn it a part, made it something trivial and silly.

I'm shaking....my hands won't stop shaking. I should have known better. Should have learned long ago that you can't make a new start. People are basically all the same, no one knows how to tell the truth, how to make an honest statement. Gotta color it, make it look good, fill me full of shit.

So how do I believe you know. If one thing was a lie, what else was a lie? How many other half truths did you tell me? Where do the lies stop? How do I know.

I feel sick, like someone kicked me in the gut, like my insides are trying to crawl out of my mind. I gave you the one thing I had held back from the world, the one piece of me that hadn't died. That small part of myself I have sheltered and protected from the bitterness and cold of my life. I gave it to you and now it's gone.

Because of a lie.
:: Serena Woodward 6/09/2003 05:17:00 PM [+] ::
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