I do not know why I trusted you. I had been through hope and despair in life, and was not exactly a novice.
Maybe, there was no alternative but to trust. You appeared to be the oasis in an arid desert, and the key to survival.
But change is the only constant in life. Your carefully constructed veil had dropped. I saw, but I did not conquer. I just walked away, and never turned back.
The mask of spring drops
seasons overpower hope