life.

A picture, it paints a thousand words, words I’m too scared to utter to you, words I’m too scared to feel about you.
A picture, an image you create in your head, an image you have of someone and their ways, a picture, shattered, laying on the floor, full of disappointments, flickers of a previous vision, one you held close, one you held dear,
Trust,
Trust in the journey.

A man, such a simple being and yet so hard to understand, so hard to forgive, and so hard to forget,
A man, one who came into my world in the most beautiful way, a way with words, with actions and with feelings,
A man, full of hope and love, full of danger and secrets, all twisted together into a being,
Trust,
Trust in the journey.

A life, one where you dare to dream, dare to give and dare to open, bare your heart and hope for good,
A life, so alone and yet so full of love, held together like stitches on clothes, pulled apart like an old fraying rope,
A life, one where I wanted you, to tell me everything, hold you close, whisper my secrets to you and share my memories,
Trust,
Trust in the journey.

Trust, that’s a funny old word, built upon respect, developed on knowledge and grown on belief,
Trust, so easily broken, so easily taken away, hard to build, hard to
develop and grow but easy to erase, abandon  and dismiss.
Trust, held together by the very fibres that make us whole, torn apart by words, simply littered on a cold December night,
Trust,
Trust in the journey of LIFE!