Trust.

How do I know I can even trust you?

Your words are beautifully thought and put together.

Not allowing any sense of vulnerability to escape once with me.

How must I reveal myself to someone who is still questioning my unwavering support?

How long must I wait on you to decide my worthiness of you?

I understand you've been let down but so have I

Yet here I am willing to give my all to you but yet you're still questioning whether I'm putting on a front. 


Your broken heart is quickly breaking mine.
Flowers presented before you days away have now shriveled and become dead.
What does that say to our love,
Has it now thankfully been ended?
My love will never be enough for you but you already knew it wouldn't but choose to stray me along.
No one will be good enough for you because you won't ever allow them to. 

Your broken heart will never be mended and our time apart has slowly begun to repair my own from the damages you caused 

Blame it on trust, trust that has been broken but truly it's you not allowing yourself to believe that someone won't intentionally break your heart again. 


I'll be cheering you on in the front lines like I always have and when your ready sadly I won't be there anymore 
Why must I break myself down to wait on something that we both know will never come? 

I loved you when you didn't love yourself and still love you now when you're denying your love for me.
I'm not like the others that came before I'm different 
I actually wanted you to see my trust in action but even then you still didn't see what I knew in my heart which was my undying love for you.


Written by Aja' Allen


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