謊言，總是披著美麗的外衣出現。它輕巧地落在心上，最初或許毫無察覺，但隨著時間的推移，卻像塵埃一樣，不斷堆積，最終變成無法承受的重量。

你曾經無條件地相信那個人，將所有的信任交付，甚至甘願閉上雙眼，不願去質疑。然而，當一個謊言被揭穿，接踵而來的卻是更多謊言，像一張交錯纏繞的網，將你困在其中，無法呼吸。你試圖說服自己，也許對方有苦衷，也許這不過是一場無心的錯誤，但心底的裂痕卻無法抹去。

謊言與真相交錯，
言語成荒，情感成灰。
荒蕪的是人心，還是話語？
到最後，又剩下什麼？

每一次對話，字句間都夾雜著難以忽視的破綻；每一次相視，眼神中都閃爍著欲言又止的心虛。你終於明白，有些謊言並非是無心之過，而是深思熟慮後的選擇。你開始後退，開始沈默，開始在夜深人靜時問自己：「這一切，值得嗎？」

「承諾不過是種笑話，反正最後結果還是散場。」

最終，答案早已寫在對方閃躲的眼神中。信任一旦破碎，便再也無法復原。你轉身離開，不再糾纏，因為你知道，真正的關係不該建立在謊言之上。與其苦苦挽留，不如瀟灑轉身，將過去留在過去。

這不是結束，而是重生。

Lie

Lies always come dressed in beautiful disguises. They fall lightly upon the heart, unnoticed at first, but over time, they accumulate like dust—layer upon layer—until they become an unbearable weight.

You once trusted that person unconditionally, handing over your faith without hesitation, even choosing to close your eyes rather than question. Yet, when one lie was exposed, countless more followed, weaving an intricate web that trapped you, making it hard to breathe. You tried to convince yourself—perhaps they had their reasons, perhaps it was just a harmless mistake—but the cracks in your heart could never be erased.

Lies and truth intertwine,
Words turn barren, emotions turn to ash.
Is it the heart that withers, or the words?
In the end, what remains?

Every conversation became riddled with gaps too obvious to ignore. Every glance carried a flicker of hesitation, a silent confession of guilt. And then, you finally understood—some lies were not accidental but deliberate choices. You began to retreat, to fall silent, to ask yourself in the dead of night, “Was any of this ever worth it?”

"Promises are nothing but a joke.
In the end, everything falls apart."

The answer had long been written in their evasive gaze. Once trust is shattered, it can never be restored. So, you turn away, refusing to cling to something built on deception. Rather than desperately holding on, you choose to walk away with grace, leaving the past where it belongs.

This is not the end—this is a rebirth.