I would fake it for you
today,
tomorrow
and even,
if needed, yesterday. 

But that’s up to you...

You told me once that you hate liars,
but to fake fire and love and passion
proved a white lie and will eat your heart
a bit at the time; today, tommorow and yesterday

Well, this is embarrassing…

You’re standing behind me as I
write these words.

Didn’t see you there, tiger