Lie To Me

I always thought knowing someone else's behavior is not hard.
Reasoning other's action somehow become easy for me.
I know why he did that.
I know what she's going to do.

Yet understanding that is hard.

No matter how right I am about the reason behind people's action, I just can't seem to understand it.

Why did they do that?

Why?

I don't know.

I can't know.

And maybe I don't need to know.

Because, behind every betrayal that happens to me, there's the truth.
The truth is never echoes in the same length as happiness.
That's why sometimes things are better leave behind.

I'm happy to not know the truth.