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I feel the scrutiny of Fate.

Her gaze burns on my skin.

I hear the clicking of her loom

As She weaves the tapestry

Of us.

She watches, avid

As words tumble from my lips.

Unbidden, forbidden words

Emotions I had hidden,

Without needing to.

You already know what I’m telling you.

But I’m saying it aloud

And it could destroy us.

I cannot be sorry for what I’m saying

Because it’s true,

Because it’s real,

Because I do.

But as I peer over the shoulder of Fate

I see threads snarl,

Knots come undone.

I see Her pick up Her scissors;

We are nearly broken.

I won’t allow it.

So I lie to you.

I take back the words I spoke,

I take back the truth.

I pretend.

I lie to Fate

And every time I force the lie

Past my lips

It wounds me.

So what choice is this?

A slow agony where

I can look, and wish,

And dream, and remember

But never hold you again?

Or tell you the truth once more

And watch, helpless

As Fate parts us forever?

I cannot let you go

But I cannot stop loving you.

What is left

When all we have is gone?

Friendship?

I’ll be your friend

I’ll lie to you again.

After this one, last truth:



I love you.