I saw it coming

I stitched silence into my tongue, 

Watched shadows flicker where your truth 

should have a hug. 

Each word you spoke, 

a velvet thread weaving stories

where honesty bled. 

I smiled,  not blind, 

But patient, still, 

letting time move in for the kill. 

Your mask, so polished, 

Your steps so smooth, 

But lies leave traces 

No charm can soothe. 

I knew, from the start, 

I knew

But I let you dance in borrowed shoes. 

Waiting, watching, soft and sly, 

for the moment, 

You'd trip in your lie. 

And here we are. 

Right where I expected. 

Game over, but only one of us detected. 

By Jo K.