-1Truth in your lies
You don't believe in love.
It was never in your vast repertoire of emotions (not that you had many of those either, according to most). You repeat it when there's sunshine in his wake. Mumble it when his arm brushes yours in passing. It echoes inside your mind with the clash of blue eyes on your face.
You believe in fucking.
It clamors in your mouth when you plunge into the safe tightness of need. You breathe it when soft hands run over skin. Chant it when his taste overtakes you in release.
You don't believe in love. You believe…