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Kindest Lie I Used to Tell
To others but also, to myself
“Honesty may be the best policy, but it’s important to remember that
apparently, by elimination, dishonesty is the second best policy.”
— George Carlin
“I’m okay.”
I’m okay.
I’m okay.
To lie in the grass and feel the blades touch you ever so slightly is quite an enchanting experience, especially under the rays of the sun that emit such heat, as if in and with and out of passion. As if seducing you to keep lying. Forever. Keep sensing the blades of the grass grace you with its wavering whispers, alluring in every possible way. Forever. And so you keep lying there, masked in beauty and splendor and shines so bright, you might almost forget you’re lying there, alone in the grass under the sun that is near its descent, causing the shadows of your body to mingle amid the shadows of the blades that stop kissing you so gently.
To lie through your teeth in attempts to mask what you truly feel is much the same feeling, in my experience. I could easily say: I’m not okay…But to say those three words would be unbearable, so instead I utter just the two: I’m okay. I lie. Not in the conventional, I’ll be okay type of lie. But the lie in which I refuse to expose my vulnerabilities. The lie I tell others, to save them from worry but…
