"Are you happy?" She quietly asked, legs
dipped all the way in the pond.
I tilted my head, "perhaps."
"Perhaps?"
"I've achieved false happiness,
a dishonest one, so I can't
really answer your
question."
She hummed.
"Are you?"
"Someone's in love with me," she smiled,
"how can I be unhappy when someone
is in love with me?"
I felt happy as I drowned in the false truth
of all the lies that she had spoken that I
desperately fell for. I felt happy,
convincing myself that she
loved me.
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