Monday, May 12, 2014

Fraud



You look at me, at the way this hoodie hangs off my shoulders, at the way I smile, at the person I am.

And I’m a fraud.

If you really knew me, you’d know appearances are nothing more than an unlucky physicality that I ended up with. That I long for so much more than your eyes. That I’ll never be honest with you, because I’m not with my own self. If you really knew me, you’d know that the stars are only good liars at night, and that during the day the sun’s so bright they fade away. That even though it’s 72° and sunny, it’s not okay. That if I let you in, you’d leave in a ambulance with everything but your heart.

At the hospital they’d ask why you ever went in, and if you had heard the stories. You'd say "I thought I could save her." They’d tell you that your heart’s warranty is now void, and that the void’s too deep to get it back. I would call customer service for you, but they wouldn’t listen to me.

And so I am a fraud, dying to give truth, but smart enough to know truth’s cost is more than the few pennies my own heart is worth. So I urge you to push on into the unknown, for the only treasure greater than your lost heart is a life to live.

2 comments:

  1. "If you really knew me, you’d know that the stars are only good liars at night, and that during the day the sun’s so bright they fade away."
    Wow, I love this.
    And also, "They’d tell you that your heart’s warranty is now void, and that the void’s too deep to get it back."

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