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[Private Entry]

I've never thought of myself as a liar. I tell the truth as far as I can, but of course in this line of work . . . and with Lisa . . . well, ideals tend to fall by the wayside, don't they?

But I seem to be making a liar of myself. I told him I'd wait. I told him there were no dealbreakers.

But I don't know anymore. I don't think I'm as strong as I thought I was. Of course, that was all when I thought we actually had a chance at being together, not when it looked like I'd have to wait another twenty-five years.

I'll always love him. But if anybody knows that love isn't always enough it's me, and . . . well. It's a long way to Pegasus.