He lied to her
More than once
Over and over again
One lie…two lie…three lie
All of it a series of useless lies
Then there was another man, smart
He was most clever and seemed genuine
But seemed is another word for an illusion right
And then there are those caught up in their own fight
Looking for love to stroke their egos with everything in sight
I believe in love grounded in honesty but it’s like climbing up stairs
It takes time and effort to find real love. The longer you pause on each step
The longer it will take to reach the top, to find the true love you are looking for
STEPPING PAST LIES
He lied to her
More than once
Over and over again
One lie…two lie…three lie
All of it a series of useless lies
Then there was another man, smart
He was most clever and seemed genuine
But seemed is another word for an illusion right
And then there are those caught up in their own fight
Looking for love to stroke their egos with everything in sight
I believe in love grounded in honesty but it’s like climbing up stairs
It takes time and effort to find real love. The longer you pause on each step
The longer it will take to reach the top, to find the true love you are looking for
HASTYWORDS 
Does this mean that if it takes you a long time to find true love, it will be that much “truer” once you do? I really hope so 🙂
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I hope so too 🙂
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That’s really good and love the layout. Or maybe I’m lying.
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Liar lol
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Awesome post! Thanks for sharing.
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amazing how easy it is for some to lie…and for others to believe them. all we want is an honest love…is that really so damned hard? love the post… 🙂
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I think even the truth ends up a lie at some point 😦
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That’s a sad thought. But if we believe the lies we tell ourselves..then yes, our truth is all lies.
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That one was fun to read and to look at… like a slippery slope… Ha!
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I like it. The layout is fun. Optimistic outlook too
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It has been said but I have to say ditto on the layout. Nice support to the words 🙂
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I’ve a love for cantilevers, for overhangs above each crux, just swinging in the breeze, hope not out of luck, out there high up a rocky crag.
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Reblogged this on Amanda's Words / starfire8me and commented:
LOVE THE SHOES!!
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Great analogy & great shoes! 🙂
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Damnnnn I see myself in there. Balls.
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This is great. Thanks!
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🙂
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I love this girl.
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