Again

That crushing moment when you realize you have been disappointed.  Again.

You let yourself wander into this.  You allowed yourself to believe - again - that this time things would be different.  There would be changes.  Implied promises would be kept.

And you acted on those beliefs.  You turned your efforts as if the thing was already done.

And patiently waited.  For nothing to happen.

And then comes the moment, the moment when you realize that you have allowed yourself to believe one more time.  Allowed yourself to pretend that this time things would work out.  No-one else seems surprised by this or to question this.

And so you shrug, lift your shoulders and promise yourself that you will not fail prey to your wishful beliefs again.

Until the next time it happens...