Trust
You once had my trust
Now you've lost it
It's not like you ever trusted me either
Which I guess is okay
But I still trusted you
Which I guess was a big mistake
And now my trust for you is gone
Never to return
Want to know how
Once upon a time there was a little girl
She was the happiest girl on Earth
She had everything every child could ask for
Got almost anything she wanted
But most importantly
She had a family who loved her
Except a father
At least that's what the mother said
The little girl believed her mother of course
For she trusted her more than anybody
But as the girl grew older
She began asking more questions
About her father
The mother started getting uneasy
She started avoiding her child's questions
The girl was just curious
The mother had told her when she was younger
That there was nothing wrong with curiosity
When had that changed
Sensing her mothers discomfort
The girl stopped asking questions
But this only lead her to becoming more curious
So the girl started searching
For the answers to her own questions
I remember when I first talked to my father
It was over call
I kept myself composed
When he answered
I fell apart
When my mother came home
I told her right away what had happened
She was not happy
She told me I could never talk to my father
Ever again
She told me that if he wanted to
He would've reached out when I was younger
What she didn't tell me
Was why he never did
Or rather couldn't
The day I found out the truth
Was the day you lost my trust
You took advantage of my young mind
Like so many others before you
And I was mad
At you and myself
I was mad at you because you had lied to me
I was mad at myself because I believed you
And so my trust for you is gone
How does it feel
I hope it hurts you
More than it hurts me
-Willow
A/N -Second one down, so many more to go. It's funny how easily how these words can go from my brain to my paper, but I can't write a paragraph for school.
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