I’ve accepted this.
This isn’t something that brings me great joy
But it is something that I just had to face:
It’s over.
The person I trusted the most left.
My mind doesn’t rest easy with this.
How can anybody be completely unaltered
After losing someone they trusted?
You hope that you can trust people
You hope those people will not hurt you.
But sometimes the ones closest to you will leave
Leaving you to wonder:
Why does this hurt so bad?
People leave.
Trust shatters.
Life, sadly, moves on.
- j.m.
Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 10:37 PM UTC
I’ve accepted this.
This isn’t something that brings me great joy
But it is something that I just had to face:
It’s over.
The person I trusted the most left.
My mind doesn’t rest easy with this.
How can anybody be completely unaltered
After losing someone they trusted?
You hope that you can trust people
You hope those people will not hurt you.
But sometimes the ones closest to you will leave
Leaving you to wonder:
Why does this hurt so bad?
People leave.
Trust shatters.
Life, sadly, moves on.
- j.m.
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