Trust is like glass armor.
The lies that are revealed to you are like stones. Some thrown with less force then some, some bigger then others.
Lies hit your armor and makes it crack and fall apart slowly. In some places you get to move around more. Some you even make yourself.
But You can never repair that trust that is lost.
And one-day a stone will shatter that armor and you're left on the ground.
Broken shards of glass all around you while the attacker stands triumphantly off to the side watching you as you pick up the pieces.
Trust is glass that, when, it is broken by someone, you can never repair again.
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