I sat there in rapid conversations
With you as I came to realise
That I'd trust you with my life
Like many would've trusted me
With theirs.
A sting of guilt scratches
The surface of my heart
And the hypothetical question appears

what happens to you when you trust someone with your life

You feel safe?

so then would you feel braver to do as you please

I understood where the sting came from.
It's all fine and dandy to give the compliment of trust,
But then be sure to honor that protector
By staying out of trouble.