honest

Honestly, dishonesty's kind of pointless
once you get to the point where you both
know what truth means. Then you don't need
to lie. If you both
agree that you'd rather be hurt, rather
take a hard truth head-on, rather than be
lied to? That's freedom. That's trust, that's
a confidence you cannot beat - and that cannot
be beaten. Because each of you knows the other
will not take the easy way around

- when there's something fundamental that could tear
the whole thing down
that needs to be faced up to,
that needs to be worked on. And you know it will

because you know that neither of you will settle for
evasion.

Because you each trust in the other's strength,
you will choose strength. You will feed
and support that strength, with truth -
you won't choose to feed and support
each other's weakness
with the easy lie

that ol' seed of eventual discord

because it always happens that way, doesn't it? that thing
you gloss over, lie about, to get along - that thing
you can't deal with -
- why can't you deal with it?
- isn't your relationship strong?
- wouldn't you be better off facing that?
- I bet if you tried, you'd find that you were strong
enough. But when you lie, you feed the weakness
instead.

And then one day, you look up and realize
that you're not strong enough, now
to take that lie down
to root it out

the foundation is cracked through.
that little lie grew - that habit
of acting as though we can't trust each other to handle
truth -

it grew
into its own fucked-up truth
with fucked-up teeth
gnawing at the heart
of what should have been strong enough
to beat
anything. To beat a lie, at least. If only
we had given ourselves the chance to

Let's stop
and not go down that road, huh? Instead,

let's believe: that each of us is strong enough
to face a fact. Especially a hard fact. Even if
it's supposedly so minor! What an insult,
to act like I can't take the truth
about something you say doesn't matter!
Would you want to be with someone who can't take the truth
about something that doesn't matter? If so,
fuck you, kind of. I don't want to be that.

Or to be with that.

If that's the truth, I'll take the truth - with thanks,
take it and go. Better now, up-front, my incompatible one -
than later with greater and greater damage done.

Truth is easy and sweet to tell. I don't know where you
have been keeping your heart, if that seems so big a deal, but
it's just as well.

So can we take it, or can't we? Are we amateurs?

And if truth is not how you like it - if
you can't handle honesty? If you need me
to lie to you, just to get along? Well, baby

Sure!

I'm fine with that. Why wouldn't I be?

Sure