She closes her eyes.
She opens her eyes.
Maybe there's still hope.
Desperation is a river of tears running down her lap. Her
lips are shining and her eyes are pale scarlet. She can be
strong. She can fight. She can step back. And she'll take no
one with her. Because
There's no such thing as trust. Relationships are based on
lies and deception. Taking advantage. Pretending. Love is a
game, a show, an escape from reality.
She has to be strong.