Sanctuary [Poetry]

iv

I didn't know you at all.

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Before you can love,
you first learn how to trust.
Before you can open up,
you knew trust is a must.

You give a part of yourself with a caution:
please, don't break me.
You break a part of yourself with a lesson:
trust shall not be given smoothly.

Trust could be a broken glass;
trust could be an iron devoured by rust;
trust could be a fragile string that doesn't last.

For trust is too fragile.
It can breaks easily and is hard to build.
For trust is a matter of will.
Trust has never been perfect when yield.

/2017/Dec15