The truth is, you lied.

I asked him if he still loved her.

He said no.

(Did you remember that?)

A yearbook student, a staffer of mine, told me they

"looked to be too close"

And I laughed it off, shrugged, and ignored it

(The two of them are best friends

Two sides of the same coin

Probably siblings in a past life.)

You let go of me, of my hand,

walked away from me, 

to her. 

When she was clearly walking towards us, clearly coming to see us.

(You've never let go of her for me.)

I left, on a trip

You said you loved me

Before kissing her. 

(And no one but us knows you are a liar)