how easily you lie
doesn’t the heart or head speak up
before fingers hit keyboard
and keystrokes light up screen?
I want you
I miss you
I’m not going away
or maybe they are merely
incomplete sentences
I want you for now, not for tomorrow
I miss you, until someone else comes along
I’m not going away, not for the next few hours
when you tell me only half-truths
you can always say I misunderstood
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