Trust

I can't help but feel like if I trust you, it still wouldn't be enough.

Trust wouldn't make you do the things you say you're going to do, nor would it put you in a position to trust me.

Trust wouldn't make this any better, trust would actually make it worse.

Trust is the fastest way to disappointment, and disappointment is a road I'd rather not travel.

To trust is to believe, wholeheartedly in another.

To trust is to be blind to the errors and follies of another.

To trust is to pretend all is well, when all is not.

If we decided to embark on this journey called Trust, the road would be long, the hills steep, the paths narrow, the predators vicious, and the end always just out of reach.

I wish it were as simple of saying I trust you and never meaning it.

I wish it were as simple as you make it seem, but I've danced this dance before and it feels as if I have two left feet.

It seems as if the beat is always a step ahead of the rhythm of my sway, and I'm tired of chasing it.

I wish most of all that my heart followed my head instead of the other way around.

If such were the case, trusting you would be the road less traveled, and I would know not what lies in it.

If such were the case, trusting you wouldn't be a battle I'd have to fight alone, I'd have logic and reason on my side.

If such were the case, I wouldn't have to explain why putting my trust in you is not what I want to do, I wouldn't have to.

But alas, here I am, fighting the urge to turn back because the future of this path is looking bleak, but at least I'm with you, and if I go back I'll be alone.

So we maintain this steady pace on the road to nowhere, and I follow you blindly...

I trust you.