Splashes of ink

Doubt

It has been a long road for us since our beginning,

And it will be long still before we can reach its end.

I swore myself to you until both of our very last breath,

And I trust you with all of me, yet I cannot help but question you and myself:

Do you trust me the same?

Would you turn to me if you were ever to fear your journey's untimely end?

Can I cry on your shoulder, about things you wouldn't understand?

Do you know how just how much I would do for you, and would you really do the same?

We are two halves of one, born tied together, though we don't share our blood,

But do you know? How I doubt and I shake, and I cry until you can make not a single mistake -

For I am weak without you, with only me by myself. I need you like I need my breath,

Desperately. And I wonder, do you truly feel for me the same?