true for love

39.

i care about you so much,

i can't even lie to you;

not about how i am

or how my day was,

not about the simplest of things.

love makes us vulnerable like that;

its truths strip you

and tear off every piece

of your

façade

that passersbys would assume

your own clothing

until you are bare

and left only

to be yourself.

an empty page,

with only an ellipsis tainting it.

true love

needs you to be true too

for the survival of

true love's sake.

it awaits you

to leave

your lies behind.

undress from them

yourself

if you really love me.

♡