Hope is a lie;
It makes you to hold
When the truth lies
Just before your eyes.

You started to hunt
For copious answers
To the questions unknown
In your book of love.

You'd always believe,
Truth raises from the bottom.
It emerges all of a sudden
When you think it is impossible.

No exception were I
When the clues lead you
To solve those puzzles
I thought unattainable.

My cold and delayed replies
Made you disbelieve
The reasons I told you
When I deceived constantly.

You instantly collapsed
Seeing me in the windows
In between the road rage
When I lied I wasn't in the city.

How guilty were I
When you buzzed a call
To console yourself
That it was just a nightmare.

I was home I lied, blatantly
Over the phone incessant
So I could escape you
From the truth I hid.

I recall the moment
Your friend picked up
Your phone to tell me
You were in the Hospital.

Though regretful I felt
I did not wanted to let slip
Of my darkest secrets
That I buried deep inside.

Short tempered I became
Over the growing days
When you grew suspicious
Of my new way of life.