The things in life that we were never ment to see are that way for a reason.
 Things were going so well and I am just sorry I found what I did.
The lie would have been better, it almost always is. The lie would have at the least carried me a bit further in my delusions.
In the life that many of us live it is the delusions that not only keep us going but give us hope.I know that many of the reading public will disagree with this and claim that the truth is a finer animal indeed, who am I to argue this. Of course the truth is better, it is ideal, but in a life often devoid of such things the ideal tends to upset things, and I for one crave the smooth roads.
Perhaps I am weak, perhaps I am only human, but most likely I was just letting myself live the dream when I knew that it was just that, a dream.

In this case, I would have preferred the lie. The truth would have came, perhaps I would have been ready for it. but most likely not....