Liar

By Princess Cashew

You can tell things about people just by looking. And if anyone were looking now they'd think we're the best of friends.

Here's me and you, laughing, talking. It feels right, although this is the first time we've done it with much success. There's no innuendos. No insults. No punches.

I can tell things by looking too. That you're happy.

And it stings a little bit in all the wrong ways, but I can't come out and say it. So you're happy and I had nothing to do with it, so what.

I don't care Buffy.

Why do you make me lie?

~Fin~