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A poem about realizing you gave away your love too easily. |
| Trust. One small word. So much meaning imbedded within. So hard to build. So easy to break. Given away like love. Expectations of safety. Now I know the truth. I gave it away too freely. Now I hold it closely, in a death grip. Is anyone worthy of this gift? Will I ever give again? Fear controls me. I don’t want to be hurt. So, I pass through life without loving or trusting. Afraid to live. |