Eunoia #Wattys2016

Trust

Trust, trust, trust.

Oh, how we give you too little, and want you too much.

When we have you, we don't realize your soft subtle touch,

but when you leave our world becomes a little too much.

We become a little too distant, a little cold,

and soon it feels like we don't have a place to call home.

With whispers of secrets spread through the trees,

rumors are said- often more than one, two or three.

Hearts are broken, but what's our reply?

See we now watch as the whole world starts to cry.

We caused this ourselves and might I say with record speed,

We'll have to watch this sadness or began to honestly need.