He knows you’re lying through your teeth as the words spill out of your mouth He can feel the track marks as he runs his fingers down your arm and your body next to his, in bed is as cold as the death that waits just around the next bend in the road but he loves you more than life itself and against his better judgment he’s trying to believe in you He knows you’re lying when you tell him where you’ve been all night He knows you didn’t fall asleep, again on my couch, while we worked He tells himself you’re fucking me just to hold the truth at bay because that’s so much better than accepting the alternative For if he were to embrace the truth he’d have to act but he’s your husband and he doesn’t want to leave so he’s just trying to believe You know you’re lying to yourself when you say you’re just taking off your clothes it won’t go any further that’s where you draw the line but somewhere, in the back of your mind you know for certain that when push comes to shove you’ll do whatever it takes to get what you need I’m not judging, I would too But just to make it through another day the two of us, we just pretend that we have something left worth trying to believe in
Max Mundan, Trying to Believe
© David Rutter 2016
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