truth #2

you know how you're just going along with a certain bit of information and you just accept it as the truth, or as reality, or whatever. because why would you be lied to? how would that benefit them in any way? they are your self-proclaimed "friend", of course they would only want what's best for you.

and then something falls into your lap and your head begins to spin, not in that crazy linda blair/exorcist kind of way. but spins all the same. where time seems to move just a little slower. your heart begins to beat a little faster. louder. and you have a moment of clarity and all the tiny little pieces begin to fall into place.

and then it hits you like that truck that slammed into todd mulcahey on season one of felicity. you were played. played hardcore. if you were in a movie this would be the part where you'd find yourself on a bus or a train, or maybe even walking down a busy sidewalk. there wouldn't be any dialogue. everything would begin to move in slow-motion. and a song would begin to play. the song. a song that would sum up everything you are feeling. thinking. want to say.

well at least things played out the way you always wanted them to. as long as one of us is happy, i guess that's all that matters.

all the things she said, running through my head...