On Trust...

You taught me one of the hardest lessons ever: To trust you.I believed in you even when the world believed there had to be something wrong with me. I chewed your words, digested your actions, I hoped a teaspoon too many in you. Physically grown, I was a fool to believe you were mentally grown. I stood at a defense platform when bullets of words, and arrows of thoughts tried to break you. I defended you to stupidity. As life has that tendency to screw us every now and again, sucking every trace of breath left in us, I nursed you back to life. I taught to to breathe in...and out...in...and out; Not too fast, but not to slow, you will make it, you can do it, I trust in you, I believe in you. I was the voice I hoped to hear someone speak to me. I believed I created a bond that I would have sworn the devil himself would give up fighting to break. I lied to myself. Being human, I am physically drained, mentally incapable, emotionally distraught, spiritually weakened to anchor you yet again, on this same battlefield you deceitfully promised me you would never run back into again. I apologize for letting you teach me to trust you. You got me good. As I like to see goodness in every situation, I appreciate you for teaching me patience; when I should have been agitated, peace; When I should have been a bubble of anxiety, and laughter; when I should have been a well of tears. Some battles are best fought alone. This is me saying Goodbye. This is your battle, FIGHT!!!

Ebony Kisses.xxx

Random fact:
~On the average, 12 newborns will be given to the wrong parents daily.