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THE NECESSARY EVIL



You said I lied to you because you unveiled something you think is the truth. Here is my truth: All that I did, I did for excess love of you; all that I withheld from you, I did, to protect you. I feared in my little uncomfortable way that losing you will be the results of telling you that I slipped. Now, what I feared most has befallen me; I am losing you but I don’t have wings to fly to catch you. You are drowning in tears because I hurt you and I can’t even swim to dive to save you. What more can I say? It was a necessary evil to protect your heart from breaking.

 All you needed was not to know because you knowing, was not needed. You call me a liar: I am belittled by that title. Call me a responsible liar and I will agree with you. Protecting you from the truth which stings was my biggest priority because I couldn’t afford to see you hurt for my stupidity. Nonetheless, I’ve still got to bear the cost now. I really wish you could grant me a listening ear for, just, a second. I need the chance to prove to you that withholding that confession was a necessary evil to protect your heart from breaking.  

Sweetheart cut me some cake; now, take my shoes and try them on. Let’s see how best you could have performed in them. I made an honest mistake: I am aware of my actions but telling you wouldn’t have made it any less a burden to bear. I bore the pain alone for love of you: now, you share in it out of no fault of mine. If only time had a reverse button pined on it, I bet I wouldn’t have made that silly mistake, at all. I am already suffering the pain of hurting you, so why do you want to keep pressing your wound which is connected to my heart to break me some more?
 
I know “sorry” cannot heal you but I am still begging you to forgive. What more can I say? It was a necessary evil to protect your heart from breaking.   

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  1. The uncomfortable feeling that runs through your nerves when you try to keep a mistake from the one you sincerely love and it backfires. No matter how you've already punished yourself for it,they keep holding on to it because they think you lied to them too by not telling. All you did was try not to hurt them.

    oya... let's share some experiences...

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  2. Nice piece but the painful truth is better than a sweet lie.

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  3. Great piece. Keep the fire burning!!!

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  4. Hmmmm. Its good to let your partner know every truth that you think is hunting your fears to losing him/her. However, it depends on the partner you have.
    Its difficult to deal with such issues though. Allah help us in all that we do and prevent us from all atrocities

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  5. Hmmmm. Its good to let your partner know every truth that you think is hunting your fears to losing him/her. However, it depends on the partner you have.
    Its difficult to deal with such issues though. Allah help us in all that we do and prevent us from all atrocities

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  6. Hmmmm. Its good to let your partner know every truth that you think is hunting your fears to losing him/her. However, it depends on the partner you have.
    Its difficult to deal with such issues though. Allah help us in all that we do and prevent us from all atrocities

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  7. Being hurt by the truth makes you stronger so i think it's better to hear it than to be lied to

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  8. Hurt me with the truth,,, never comfort me with a lie

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  9. The truth may hurt but it will strengthens me to move on so always tell me the truth.

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  10. The truth always win no matter the hurt it may temporary bring.

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  11. Well,the truth hurts. I can understand why keeping a lie for the benefit of it leading to a breakup of some sorts remains the ideal situation. Mostly,people love to uncover truths when the only thing needed was to ignore and move on.Nevertheless,we can learn from the popular phrase "don't do unto others what you don't want others to do unto you. Nice piece Kassy

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  12. Unveiled the truth early for it to heal early...
    Keep it up dear.

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  13. Leaving rotten meat in the fridge gets it worse. You can't stand the stench at a point. Same with hidden truth. The longer it takes, the worse the pain that comes with it gets. The foundation of trust breaks down.

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