The Queen of hearts

Once again, painfully, she uttered his name and whilst drenched in her own tears with throat parched the natural flow of those three words followed as lightly and smoothly as if following the rainbow to their pot of gold- I love you.......
LIES ALL LIES the best of them the worst of them all painful deceitful lies! But she believed.....
A pack of lies like a pack of cards scattered and played out now on the floor each one stacked upon the last ready for the next walls built shakily upon the one before Story by deceptive story
Game is called over when the house of card tumbles when no more rabbits can be pulled from hats and the truth is revealed

Nothing but smoke and glass
Mirrors broke cigarettes extinguished
lies discovered uncovered
truth never to be known

just the remorse for believing and the longing for the fantasy and desperation for it to not be just another vicious nightmare of a dream:!
All that remains amongst the rubble of lies, and cards, and shattered hearts is the joker with that fake plastic smirk knowing he did it again-
what a talent he possesses.
All the hearts he dispossesses
all the lives his lies reduce to messes .

His mission accomplished it's on to the next house of cards,
on to his next queen of hearts......