You fill the space of all that the world has left empty. The expectations and promises of the world left me unfulfilled. I trusted those who were weak, who knew not what they were saying or thinking. It is good to trust people, to have hope in people, but not too many times. Too much faith or trust in people has made me out to be a fool.
There is a deep purple scar on my heart, thick with scar tissue that only You can knead, You can heal, only You can relieve the pain. I opened myself up to love again, and again, and again
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