Lies, lies, and more lies.

Every day I wake up to a lie.
"I love you."
No, you don't.
Go to sleep with a lie.
"I love you."
No, you don't.
Good try though.
Lord knows the million words coming out of your mouth daily is all lies.
Why can't you just be honest with me?
I'm way too understanding.
I put myself in these stupid situations where I give out way too many chances.
How come?
I believe it's because of my fucked-up past.
Do I get those same chances though?
No.
Of course, I wouldn't!
When is enough, enough?
There's got to be a limit of dealing with it.
I think I've finally reached mine.
I'm done.
Go and take your lies and feed them to someone else!