for every deception
there comes a moment
of unwillingness
a moment of unclarity
where whatever falseness
lays in wait to be discovered
there hides the revelation
that the fooler will become the fooled
that the convincer will become convinced
to put his contrivances aside
and believe in something
that would never make sense out loud.
you.
“yes…me” (pleading eyes) it’s showtime.
what?
“well I…” (eyes down, blush) slow down, more emotion
yes?
“I was helpless…I didn’t really know you for you until i went astray”
do you really expect me to believe that?
(nodding-nods) no.
I thought…
(meet eyes, peer within) check mate.
No not again…I won’t be fooled
“yes…i swear” (anguish, pitiful pleading anguish)
how dare he question?
fine. what happened…happened
(look down, stay still) quick wipe that smirk off
so what now?
“I….I need more time” (sigh) again, more defeated and sad (sigh)
why do you need more time?
“hmmm….because.” (shut eyes. turn head. dismissed)
lies take time you know…
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