• Its sad when you find more comfort
    in the arms of someone you
    have never and will never see
    than in the arms of someone
    who is beside you all the time.
    It is sad that you feel more complete
    talking to people lying to you
    than listening to the truths said
    behind familiar lips.
    It is painful to be dependent
    on those whose only guarantee
    is they could disappear, rather
    than the unknowing of those around you.
    And sadly this is the life I lead,
    where I am happier talking to people
    who will never see me,
    happier with the people who I will never see,
    for they are the only ones who never lied to me.
    Everything they said was the truth.
    That they were going to lie,
    that they could leave,
    they said everything I knew,
    and yet I was happier. And yet
    all the more saddened by the fact
    that I hide from these same lies issuing
    from the familiar people’s mouths.
    Because it hurts so much more
    when they say such sweet things,
    because I know there is no meaning from them.