It's not my secret to tell...

Everybody knows Adam.  He's that man that everybody just adores. He's tall, dark, and handsome, and extremely smart. He's the life of every party, and you're so excited when he calls to hang out.  Everybody loves him! 

Adam and I have been so close for years...
We tell eachother everything and enjoy eachothers company.

Of course, I am the one who finds out this secret about him that, and in the most sophisticated of words, really sucks! I stumble across this secret, so Adam doesn't even know I know!

He should have told me, he should have told everybody, but he lied and kept it all to himself.

This thing that Adam did, it's horrible, disgusting and demeaning.  What he did hurt me on a personal level. Not just the fact he didn't tell me, but just the fact that he did it without a single tear, a single bit of heartache. I can never look at him the same, and for the past few months, I have been putting on a brave front around him trying so hard not to punch him in his face for what he did.  The happy face I put on around him, can be seen right through because I don't hide my feelings so well. And people ask why I'm not happy for him, or why I make little snippets at him, or why I just don't care to be near him as much as I'd like.  I just shrug and say I'm having a bad day.  Now I'm the bad person for not liking the most likable person ever???

 I could confront him of what I know, but then I can't pretend it never happened. What he did, in my book, I can't forgive and I definately can't forget. At least if I never tell him I can pretend I still like him and keep him in my life.

Why couldn't it be someone else to find this out...

Do I just suck it up? Because it's eating me alive!

What I wouldn't do to just scream this secret to the world...
But it's not my secret to tell...