White Lies

500 Days of Summer

I love how you tell me half-truths and still convince yourself that you’re telling the truth.

I can see it in your eyes.

And I just nod every time you tell them—thinking one day you’ll discover how I tolerated those half-truths.

And maybe when that day comes—you’ll a little more honest.

Or a little more deceiving.


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