It seemed so right that when you said you wanted to stay
I said you could.
It’s did not for one moment occur to me that I had misjudged your intent
So I welcomed you.
I had expected so many dreams and desires to be mutually fulfilled
I prepared for that.
Not for one second did I doubt that what you said is what you felt.
How could I be wrong?
And then the years of disconnects, the constant underlying treachery of words versus actions
Finally broke my heart.
Trusting you was madness. You had never said I could.
I assumed the illusion.
It’s hard to believe how long it took to realise I had mistaken a reflection in a mirror
For the real thing.