You,
I hope you're not lying. I hope she was not with you that night you told me you're at work. I hope that you never promised to marry her as she claims. I hope he's not your kid. I hope you didn't lie when i asked you and you said none of it is true and that I'm just going crazy.
Maybe I am. I am crazy for wanting you. I am crazy for believing you. I am crazy for even hoping that you're not lying.
Me
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