I lied.

I told you I would always love you.

I told you everything was fine.

I told you these things over coffee

when it wasn't even morning time.

I told you things were changing

and I couldnt be who I was.

I wasn't changing myself, but

what I needed was.

I said you could do better,

the house in disarray.

Face slowly swelling

from the previous day.

I said I wasn't enough for you

until you thought so, too.

I lied.