what we dont admit

I think its pretty brave of us to push it all aside and pretend it doesnt hurt or flicker through our minds in the tenderest kiss, or frieght-train into the most intensely vivid throws of passion taking the edge off pleasure. Weve both seen it in eachothers eyes the honesty refusing to be honerable and denial takes its place like a poor secondt. On with our bravdos taking care not to shatter the illusion and pick the scab that refuses to heal. You dont pick it but it still manages to bump and scrape and bleed alittle. Truth is its easy to feign happiness with sincerely good intentions especially when one would happily accept it. another thing to face it. Eye to eye, heart to heart. Soul to soul we know.  Nothing is worth the pain. Not even the unconditional confessions recieved and wrapped with understanding. The thought of Knowing is enough confirmation by admission is an unessesary cruelty. The truth is often over rated.

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