Cracked but Not Broken

You have always been the one person that I believed I could trust implicitly. The one who, no matter what, would always be truthful and honest with me.

Now you've taken that away. You've lied to me and have continued to lie even when I gave you an out, an option to tell me the truth. You seem to think I'm and idiot. That I'm ignorant to the way things work with technology, in life and within a being, but you couldn't be more wrong.

I'm not angry that you did it – that's the part you don't understand. I'm angry and overwhelmingly sad that you lied to me about it and still won't tell me the truth even as the facts stare us both right in the face. You just continue to deny it.

This isn't something major that I won't be able to get over. I will, of course, forgive you but the fact remains that at the moment my heart is terribly cracked.

I only hope that the healing will begin much quicker if you simply tell me you messed up, that you lied to me and that you're sorry. What is any relationship without trust?

In the meantime how do I pretend everything's okay? When I sit here and question myself for not believing you, even though deep inside I know what is true.