When you broke up with me I thought,
What will I do when people find out?
But then I remembered.
You didn't say we were in a relationship on facebook.
In fact, you didn't even change your status from single.

You were ashamed of me.

You didn't want people to know that I was yours.

And now they won't know that I'm not anymore.

It's not easy to keep it from friends.
The breakup, I mean.
I get asked how you and I are doing on a daily basis.
I answer "Okay".

Why do I lie?

Because I'm sure you are doing okay.
And I want to be doing okay too.
So I say that we are okay.

It's not like I'm ashamed.
I'm not ashamed you broke up with me.
I know my place, and you were sure to put me back in it.

I just can't stand the pity, the whispers, the gossip.
"No, I'm not fine."
"I don't want to deal with your questions."
"I DON'T want to talk about it."
"Can we focus on you, please?"
Anyone but me.

I can't keep lying about this,
I need to tell the truth.

But I can't.


So I lie.


I lie about our relationship,
And I lie in a puddle of my own blood and tears.