Tuesday 17 May 2016

Once a liar, always a liar.

"I love you", I told her looking right into her eyes. Did I actually mean it? Did i actually love her? Yes I did. After all the lies I have told different girls I dated, this is the first time I could look into someone's eyes and tell her the truth. I was afraid. Because this is the first time I was being truthful.

If lying is an art,  I am the master of it. Wait. I was the master of it. Yeah! Past tense. I could not lie to this girl. She was the best girl I have ever met in my life. I told her i was a liar. The biggest mistake I have ever made. Why would someone believe a liar? Nobody would. Neither did she. Every time I told her that I love her,  she doubted it. She would hesitate to respond to it. Why wouldn't she? After all,  she knows me as a liar.

One fine day I opened my Whatsapp to text her but my messages were not getting delivered. Her profile picture was also not available to see. YES!  She too has done it. I me. I did not bother to check the rest of the social media. I was pretty sure this would be the case on all of them.

It did not affect me much. I had gotten used to it. But for once there was no guilt in my mind. Because whatever i had told her was the truth. Yeah!  I loved her. Wrong again. I love her. Present tense. I still do.