Trust

... what a concept

Incredulously the question is raised in the faintest whisper, "Can it be?" No answer seems to satisfy the urgent curiosity... every explanation falls short, creating an ever expanding universe of more uncertainty.

"Trust in me," they say, but what do they know? Who can be sure that they even trust in themselves, let alone trust in their abilities to harness enough constraint to trust themselves with another's feelings. To fight their most primal urges, to consider another before themselves... it's just so unnatural.

Is it? Oh, how I have searched within myself for the slightest indication that I too can be trusted... but in the end, it is all about self-preservation. And to preserve myself, is to be by myself--and even then, I do not trust myself with loving you.

But mostly, I do not trust you, loving me.

... and I know love is to be taken on faith, but years of disappointment has left my faith weak.
Seeing is believing.