I was there ...
with wide arms to shoulder your truth together.
My mouth gifted you honesty, so your tongue could be at ease.
And there my eyes begged you to read between the lines.
You saw me but ... you didn't saw me.
Instead of telling your mind you decided to keep your hands in your pocket.
Verity and I invited you to be with us, you declined stuttering.
And the worst part?
You made me a cheater and a liar myself when I said
"It's ok, I understand"