Faithless Kiss

There was this moment. During a story you told, another story that was not true (and I knew because it involved me and it did not happen)
I realized you were a liar.

It was not new information, it wasn't anything I hadn't thought before in the moments right before I fell asleep at night.

But this was the first time I realized it was absolutely true and there was going to be nothing I could do about it. Nothing I could do to change it.

It made me really sad.
Because I can't imagine that you don't know what you're doing, since you never look me in the eye when you're doing it.

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