Twenty-five lies because i love you

 25 lies because i love you:

doesn't hurt
doesn't matter
I'm not sad
I'm not mad
no worries
no problem
no promises
no big deal
no hard feelings
maybe next time
maybe later
maybe someday
it was fun
it was nothing
it wasn't important

whenever
whatever works
shit happens..

i understand
i get it
i knew it
i forgot it

it's fine
it's all good
it's cool.....

25, myself and you,
protecting lies

but my love for you
not a lie, just....

the truth.

my thing
my fault
my shit
my bad
my part

my heart.

my stars,
(the one's in my eyes for you)

the eternal question,
solely mine, yours or ours?

we tell ourselves, each other
lies to alleviate
the pain, the sting, the fear
of the scars....

because if life is for living
and living means something

remotely, remarkably even close
to the truth, of a deep emotion felt, throbbing, loving

then truly caring can be hard
to comprehend
which is why so many get scared,
run away, or live in the land of so many
called pretend

and the biggest lie,
that means the love ain't that real at all
is the kind that's easy,
handed out like "the party treats",
they are pleasing..

it may be easy to fall
but in the long run..
to stick around, put the effort, time
work in,

it's all....

a heaven of a hell of a lot harder
than we want to perceive
that's why the real thing
contains real give, real receive

real want, respect, soul sensitivity
to another's risk, the hope
reciprocal variations, vulnerability

and is almost like a miracle,
modern day, here now
the kind, when it strikes you
it almost cannot be comprehended...

"bruise me beautifully",
barely believed.

that someone like you

could happen to me.

(love comes in many formations,
like constellations of stars, the ones in my eyes,
you refuse to allow yourself, in your own eyes, to see)...



bowen hart roselli
1 october 2020
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