I Crave Faith & It Craves Me!

I Crave Faith & it Craves Me! Yearning a faith in him that did farther invariably out of reach. Disliking this mind-boggler, how it had become of me to possess the inability to swear on bestowing faith in him. I thought it impossible after intense pain, grief and loneliness. To trust the belief and his love that he asked of me, never pressured. Words not words But, passionate feelings he expressed so often. Allowing me that trust, togetherness and dependence shared between. How he never wavered? I question even regret. Ardently throb and agonize. A fortress of strength to me, In the past I could not express that for him. Fear arrived, would he hold that over me? They said I was crazy! I know you think it too. Being loyal and in love, means at times to act that little bit naïve. Sometimes disheartened, yet assured and everyday Trying. Grasping the sureness with dedication.