Of course, I was so disappointed when I found out the truth.

Lies have a way of shattering all pre-formed notions about a person. And it’s not just your opinion of a person that suffers; it’s how you start seeing everybody else. Were you wrong all along, was your gut mistaken after all?

And then there’s the lying through the teeth that happens after that. You know the truth, but the other person won’t – can’t – admit to it. So there you are, smiling a fake smile, thinking that everything has to have cosmic significance.

But what is the cosmic significance of knowing someone who is so cunningly deceptive? Suddenly, I remember something I learned in gradeschool: “Even the prince of darkness is a gentleman.”

I should have known. Or maybe it would have been better if I didn’t. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

My chair hugs me with a warmth that’s lulling me to sleep. I am on the verge of ordering coffee, but I change my mind; I don’t want this moment to be just another cliche.

Been feeling reaaally lousy the past few days. Nobody’s got my back.

A piece of cake, a walk in the park. These phrases were all intended to mean, “easy.” But there’s nothing easy about eating a piece of cake, with every bite so saccharinely reminiscent of everything familiar. There’s nothing easy about taking a walk in a pretty park, each step a sobering reminder of the many steps you’ve made on your own. No, I beg to differ; a piece of cake and a walk in the park are definitely not easy.

Or maybe, my optimism is running low and my blood has started to curdle. Maybe I need saving – but I will refuse it until the very last minute.

You see, I don’t like having a knight in shining armor. I don’t need superheroes who show up just in the nick of time, as if everything has been rehearsed to perfection. At the end of the day, having someone to eat a piece of cake with, someone to walk in the park with, is much, much better than having a superhero.