When I was fifteen years old
We sat under your trampoline with pinkies locked
And we promised each other
That we would always be honest.
We promised that we would always tell
each other the honest-to-God
truth no matter how hard it was.
But we aren't fifteen anymore
and I wish I never made that stupid promise.
Maybe I should have known better
than to ask you a question
if I didn't want your truth but
I guess I never thought that
if I asked you if I was heartless,
You would say yes.