The Truth Hurts

I don’t know what I expected you would say.
But seeing your reply makes me feel weak.
And not the good kind.
My legs are shaky.
My stomach is queasy.
My eyes are brimming with tears.
Its the strangest feeling.
My eyes burn and threaten to leak liquid
That suggests emotion of some sort –
But I don’t actually feel sadness.
I just feel a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach and heart.
Like finally someone has turned on the lights
And I can finally see clearly.
Of course you don’t want to see me.
It is true what they say:
The truth is hard to handle.
And once again I have been reminded
That there is no truth in you and me.