What She Doesn’t Know
Secrets always out in the end

What She Doesn’t Know
He says,
What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her,
like lies are soft blankets,
like truth is a weapon to hide.
But I feel the cold edge beneath the words,
the weight of silence heavier than screams.
His betrayal started a lie of hurt
that will rock her world and break her heart in two,
so yes, it will hurt her,
whether it’s silenced or loud.
What she doesn’t know is already bruised,
already breaking.
There’s no shelter in shadows, no peace in silence,
only the echo of promises shattered.
And when the quiet falls, the cracks grow loud,
because the hardest truth is what’s left unspoken.

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