HOPE

Hope.

We always see hope as the bright light in the end of the tunnel. But sometimes we forget that hope has 2 faces. 

Hope has an evil twin. False hope.
Hope is pushing us to move forward to seek the light and the other is the opposite, it looks like him, it talks like him, it persuades us like him. But this kind of hope will lead us into a deep dark, suffocating, sticky place. The place where we are loosing his twin.
We have no hope left.

I have never wish for you to come into my life. You came rushing into my life and bewildered me. You gave me hope that life will be so much fun when you were around.

So I believe you. I let myself took the poison pill and embrace your false hope.
Then you left. When I started to miss you.
When I started counting days and nights, looking forward for our coffee session. When I started hoping for an embrace and sweet caress.
When you told me to take care of myself but you were the one who makes me bleed.

You call me "smart girl".

Apparently...I was not so smart after all.