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If only eyes could also lie like the lips…
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If only the eyes could lie like the lips, the heart could stay together a little longer. If only the eyes could lie like the lips, I would pass the storm with my lying lips. If only the eyes could lie like the lips and not reveal my soul to the world, I would wrap my ache with velvet words, and no one would suspect my sufferings.
But eyes don’t lie like the lips, they project the inner truth even if you don’t want it to. Even if you could get through the situation by lying, your eyes would betray you.
Nothing’s more treacherous than your tiny, truth-revealing eyes that shimmer your little secrets like stars in the darkest of nights. They hold onto the silent truths that lips refrain from embracing.
These eyes hold the utmost power of negating a thousand lying sentences with just a glance. They won’t even let me suffer in silence without attracting the world. But this is where the eyes play the role of a messiah, saving me from my destruction, protecting my relationship with my loved ones, and restraining me from pushing them apart.
We are fluent in the language of deception, but our eyes — they are masters of veracity and they remain devoted to their cause. Where deceit breeds the destruction of a relationship, the eyes forge a base of trust for relationships to thrive on. And in this honesty, we are drawn close to one another, embracing our truth and the truth of the other. Between the bridge of spoken and the silent, it is the eyes that tell the rest of the story, perhaps and somehow make us whole again.
I hope that next time we speak, your eyes meet mine and search deeper, beyond the rehearsed words uttered by deceitful lips that are too afraid to tell.
