A/N: This could relate to my life in some way or it could be random...I don't know... I really hope it is just random but nonetheless, here it is.

On the surface everything looks peachy. This charade you laughingly call 'life' rehearsed to perfection, so well in fact some people may even be envious of what you appear to have.

If only they knew the real dirty truth...

Once you choose to open up that can of worms however there is no going back. They crawl out, spurred on by suppressed anger and shattered dreams, and fester in wounds you thought had healed a long time ago.

Things go unsaid in order to preserve what little love is left in your life but it is ironic how this, more often than not, blows up in your face. By simply thinking something bad about that person you have permanently tainted the love that you shared and the bonds that bind you cannot always be repaired. The heart grieves...

Does redemption ever come?

Little else makes sense in your life when love has diminished but you hold your head high and walk through the pain, carrying on with an idiotic smile and a false laugh that causes your soul to cower away every time it escapes from your mouth.

Each step you take leads you closer to the edge and you wait for something to push you over, almost longing for it to come. Willing it to happen. You yourself do not bear enough strength to take that leap you desire, and so you spend more of your life waiting for the inevitable to happen.

Not that anyone will notice. Your heart may be breaking but on the outside everything looks peachy...