To those who seek lies, look for me. I am the twitching of his lip when he whispers where he was last night. I am the shake in his hands as you give him your tearfilled goodbye. I am the gentle words forming with their lips as they stitch the part, "I love you." To those searching for truth, find me. I am the half smile and happy voice mentioning his ex. I am the content as she slams the door. I am the heat of the moment when he kisses that other girl, I am the cheat. And to those who seak love, avoid me.
I am not, The ring that proves truth and forever, I am the shattered face once it is over. I am... The end.