You do not have to be here
When the lack of your presence
Is not equivalent to your absence
You do not have to make promises
When every word your lips utter
Is an eternal promise carved on my eternal soul
You do not have to make up excuses
When you know that I can see through you
And that with a smile I embrace all your lies
You do not have to even speak to me
When your silence speaks much louder than your words
And way straighter to my heart
Sunday Secrets
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PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail
in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.
PostSecret, 13345 Copper...
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