Have you ever felt the ache?
That twinging,
                   gut-wrenching,
                                 heart-breaking
need, when you're alone,
wishing they were near.
The tumultuous storm  in your gut when
plans fall  through,
or you have to go a
day
      without
                 her?
But tell me, is it worth
that twinging,
                   gut-wrenching,
                                 heart-breaking
feeling of guilty paranoia when you
sneak,
        hide,
              and lie?
There are two pains in this world,
that of loneliness,
and that of deceit.
Can you understand
my frustration
at the choice?
I want to
see you,
        hold you,
              kiss you,
but not in deceit.
I'm sorry if this ends us,
but lying will end me.