A Lie Is A Lie And It Hurts

A lie is a lie and it hurts.
To be hurt is a feeling you only understand when you feel it for yourself.
We all say all we'd never lie to someone we love or care about. We say we'd never cheat or hurt the person that's cared about us the most. But we're all hypocrites to be honest. There's a part in all of us that's just a bad person. There's something inside us all that isn't quite "good". But you know what...? We all make mistakes. And if we didn't then we'd never be able to say, "I grew up".
But a lie is a lie and it hurts.
When you're young, the only kind of 'hurt' was scraping your knees on the sidewalk. Now 'hurt' hurts worse because we're starting to get imaginary knives stabbed in our backs by people we laugh with everyday... And somehow... That hurts so much worse than an open womb.
Because lie is a lie and it hurts.
A pattern of dominos falls when you brake someone's trust. First, they stop believing you, and then they start asking you a million questions all the time, and eventually they begin to question everything you do.
Sometimes we lie to keep someone around in our life. They make us so happy and care free that the thought of living without them after you've messed up is slightly unbearable. You hope in you're head that the story is enough to make them remain your everything.
But a lie is a lie and it hurts.
A million bridges are burned when you hurt someone. And not a thing in this world can build them back. You wish you could just erase the mistake and look them in the eyes and say, "Hey, I'm sorry". And even if you mean it, it's usually not enough. You have to explain yourself, and argue, and put up a fierce fight before they kiss your lips and say "I forgive you".
And that's only if you're lucky.
Sometimes the battle just isn't enough to keep them around.
I'm figuring that out the hard way. I'm learning that "I'm sorry" is just seven letters put together to link an emotion of emptiness and regret, and actions speak louder than words. I've stopped to realize that just because I've been hurt gives me no right to hurt someone who's been nothing but good to me.
Even if someone has hurt you over and over, there's nothing that can make them understand how bad they've hurt you. Therefore... They're not worth the explanation.
I'm learning that my mistakes can effect someone who never WANTED to loose me. I'm loosing the person that makes them happy, but they're loosing the person that also makes them happy. But they're letting you go because they respect themselves. And whatever you do... Respect that. Respect that they love themselves more than they love you, because they're the strong ones. They're the smart ones. They're the ones that value their time and love their life too much to spend it being hurt.
They're also the ones that have been hurt a million times.
Put aside your selfish pride to admit when you're wrong and apologize.
Put aside the fear of loosing someone, and the thought of feeling empty to let someone know you were wrong. Because if they find out another way then you've basically lied and after all...
A lie is a lie and it hurts.