I know
I know I am wrong. I know I am not perfect. I know some things. I know he lied to me. I know I am fooling myself to think that he is being faithful. I know no one is. Why does it sting so much? Why can I not resolve the internal conflict? Why did he lie and why cannot I not tell him that I know he lied? Why am I so weak? So he lied, what do I do? Fuck, love is so hard. Why cant people be honest? Why cant I be honest? Do others just accept the fact there are forces that interfere with love and relationship. I love him more than life itself, but I cannot accept that he lied to me. If he can lie about a $97.76 purchase, he can lie about fucking some other guy. Maybe I am a romantic. Maybe I expect things to be a certain way. Why do I have to live like this? Why did he have to lie to me?