She once said she trusted me, unlike other people.
But she meant it only vaguely as trust is very feeble.
But one can only guess at the emotions in her head,
And you will lay awake at night, contemplating in your bed, the merits of the lies you told her, the hurt that you have caused and you want a rewind button, but time cannot be paused.
You make a promise to her, to always tell the truth; But the promise did not register as the point is completely mute. You lie, and lie, and lie again;
But how could you do this to such a close friend?
Many will ask but one will tell, telling the truth is purely hell.
