Telling Strangers

I tell strangers about you,but only about the time we were happy. I paint a picture of you where you didn’t leave a knife in my back. I’ve become so good at it that I learned to believe on my own lies. And when they say how beautiful our love story is,I just smile and wonder if you tell strangers about me.




  1. Sanskriti Sharma · December 28, 2015

    I loved it , seriously!

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  2. LaVancia Phoenix · January 2, 2016

    When my son got old enough to talk, he would ask what happened to my daddy? I’d smile and tell him: “Your daddy got sick and had to go away from us.” Truth is, that is the truth. He was addicted to drugs which made him a violent, angry, and abusive individual. Yet, my 3 year old wouldn’t understand such things at that time…but deep within my heart, I believed what I had stated.

    Then about a year later, I took my son to a hospital to bring balloons to a friend. My son asked me, “Are we going to see my father?” With a tear in my eye, I replied: “No, he isn’t here. We’re going to visit a friend of mine.”

    A couple months after that my son was sitting next to a friend out in her car and they were waiting on me. When I got to the car my friend exclaimed, “You are not going to believe what your son just said!” I’m like what did he say? She told me: “He said that when he was a baby, he used to have a father. But now, he doesn’t need a father for he is not a baby anymore.”

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    • Perfect Blemish · January 2, 2016

      I am sorry to hear about your husband.
      But I am happy to see the courage you and your son are owning. If I would have been at your place I would have I don’t know what would I’d do. You have passed the test of life.You are a strong lady and I must say you have passed the test of being a good mother. I would just say that you should tell your son about this. This will help you only. I believe he is grewn up by now and he will accept the truth.


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