I'm fooled every time, by the pretty carrots that life dangles in front of me.
I take a step forward, my mouth watering, but life matches my movements. Pulls my prize further away. No matter how far I go or what I do, the carrots never get any closer. I never get any closer to satisfying this hunger.
But I can live with that. Sometimes it's enough to just look at the pretty carrots. Smell them. Imagine that they're mine. Sometimes it's enough to just know that they're out there. Dangling out of reach, but never out of mind. Never out of mind.
I accept it. I get used to it. I even start to like it.
That's when life tires of its game, and ends the taunting.
That's when life takes the carrots completely from my sight.
Out of reach, and suddenly out of sight, but never out of mind. Never out of mind.