Trust
The last time I trusted someone,
I thought of him as this hero.
To my younger self,
He was like something no one could touch.
As I got older, things started to change.
I realized that hero,
The one from the comics and fairy tales,
Was just that, something made up.
So when I started to trust again,
When I started to trust you,
I was scared you were going to be all made up too.
Copyright © Isabella Gurley | Year Posted 2021
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