Reason 29:
I'm a liar.
Here's the ironic truth, I lied myself into thinking you were truly who I thought you were.
The advantage and disadvantage of not getting to know you was that I lied myself into thinking I did. I painted a canvas, thinking that painting was about you.
It really wasn't.
I liked the thought of you, what you could be. I used my lack of knowledge on you to create the perfect image in my head. Then I lied to myself over and over again, convincing myself that image was of you.
But I did like you for those other reasons.
Maybe even loved you for them.
Ha, that was a lie.
YOU ARE READING
The 32 Reasons I Liked You
Short Story(completed) Book 1 of the "You" Series: I once saw something in you. That was a mistake. p.s. Don't react. Just read it, just know.
