and then maybe one day, you'll confess
that you did like me back
but by then, you'll be with her—happy.
and i'll be with him—trying to be.
maybe one day you'll confess,
or maybe you won't.
so if you only have one lie left to tell,
please tell me you love me
even if you don't.
because even if it isn't true,
i'll never know.
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC
and then maybe one day, you'll confess
that you did like me back
but by then, you'll be with her—happy.
and i'll be with him—trying to be.
maybe one day you'll confess,
or maybe you won't.
so if you only have one lie left to tell,
please tell me you love me
even if you don't.
because even if it isn't true,
i'll never know.
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