Deception

Its one of the worst things-to realise and having to accept something you truly don’t want to be true.To know that sometimes these are people,sometimes events,soemtimes faith,sometimes the world,sometimes....you.

It was appealing...warmly so. You easily felt being pulled towards it,swayed in its movements. It caught you hard but gripped you tenderly. Everything seemed right and you were part of this ;a part that became your own.Nothing could have made you feel different for you believed and you trusted. But then.....in a flicker,in a beat it spread out into a different form that which you would never have preceived,into a truer self of its own,hitting you with a hard blow and leaving you..marred...and broken.

How is it that the same thing makes you feel so right at one and so wrong at another time?