The truth hurts
Is what he blurts

And the slap
Is what I feel
But at least
I know it's real

The web was not
Spun of wicked lies
And him I have
No reason to despies

Do I like the sting
Gone straight to my heart
No, but the truth is
A masterful art

At least he's in my life
We have the here and now
I'll get through the rest
As it comes somehow

I'm happy for the meeting
I'll learn from the rest
For this lesson in life
I am truly blessed

I will be thankful
For each passing hour
Knowing deep down
Knowledge is power

The truth hurts
Is what he blurts

This is nice . . . I don't know if I could take the sting of a slap though.

And you are still strong!

(((V)))

Interesting.....

everyone, the slap is not literal... the truth was like a slap in the face. please reread it like that.


(((HUGGINS))) for everyone

special for you (((H)))