The Master of Disguise

She looked into those deep hazel eyes,
not realising he was the master of disguise.

She told him everything about herself,
every bit of memory, stored like books on a shelf.

He pretended to care as he barely raised a smile,
he thought she was telling 'the silliest story in awhile'.

She tried to explore every inch of his mind and soul,
sadly he had put his mask on, trying to fool them all.

His wicked smile and little gestures,
made her think there was a decent man beneath that vesture.

At the end, all she was left with, were tears in her eyes,
but what could this innocent girl expect from the master of disguise.

Sarah S.