liars are easy to love.

congratulations, sir, on cracking the code. and this she whispered, "I've always known that you knew everything there was to know about everyone else but you." this is more than what self help books and cigarettes can fix. when she sat down to write, the words she found made her dizzy with secrets, and although the feeling didnt last, she was sure to keep her scars in sight.

the dreams were back, though the other had left them, he still remained. last night, she saved him from some visceral peril. she couldn't remember quite what. tried to leave it on the couch and just live for a while, but the new subreality clung to her frontal lobe like grease to her t-shirt.

if you want to know the truth, a secret: i want a legacy of beautiful moments, a castle full. I want to fill the moat with all the parts that hurt the most, and walk over them every day when I come home.