...maybe its only fitting that relationship that started with a lie would end with one.

I had a dream about you. You were a meow in a vacuum and I was a bark on carpet. I told your parents Id have you home by ten but that was a lie because you were homeless.

I had a dream about you. You wanted to make love to me and I wanted to sell you a talking mannequin that looked like me. You said you didnt pay for sex and I said I didnt sell to just anybody. But we both knew we were both lying.