What do you mean, babe?
I told you the truth, I swear.
I told you all sorts of truths that danced so skillfully around what you really asked.
It must have been enough. I can see in your eyes that you believe me.
After all, I didn’t lie, not completely.
Just enough of what you need to keep you from looking too closely.
Trust me you won’t want to.
It works out better if you don’t.
A Series of Observations 