The least damaging truth... in Flash

... is when you tell me part of the truth - the part that won't hurt as much.

Is bothering to sort truth in to more or less damaging parts an act of love in itself?

Is it a sign you still care?

And is that what I'm really looking for?

Not the truth, not the hard cruel truth, or the gentle generous semi-truth.

And is that fact that you bother to consider my feelings a sign you care?

I think I'll take it that way.

I'll stop looking for ways to be hurt.

Instead I'll do the best I can with what I have.

Note: This means nothing. This is related to nothing. It's just words on a page.