Lost Love (An Original Poem)
Trust is fragile,
it demands care & attention.
You could consider
it a superior form of love,
at least I do.
When I trust you,
I surrender all my
faces to you.
However, reciprocation
matters just as much.
You see,
people think that
selective truths
don’t qualify as lies but
then you aren’t giving me
the whole truth about you,
are you?
So pardon my lack of faith
or questioning eyes,
but losing faith is lost love.
You maybe right
but I don’t hear it anymore.