No other feeling amounts to the same as a lie, inserted into the soul by loves own lips and eyes. The pain comes sharper as i am paralyzed, because untruth and deceit is what i have begun to realize.

One is then caught in a different dimension and does not know their own intention. Causing sanity to be impossible to mention.

You then begin to think that the only thing that is certain is a reflection. And then seek inner advice to relive the tension.

Then it is apparent that the hardest part is not living with her lie, but to forgive it in order to let the heart and soul once again fly.