Pink paper

I can't possibly come because I'm waiting for someone. The look and smell of this place would surely devastate her (- or is it a him?) without me. I know you understand.

But of course I'm such a casual liar and as foolish as you are.

- and you may not believe it again but this time, I'm not lying.

But the truth is, I feel like saying sorry to you most of the time. I know what an awful chicken I am.