Trusting Someone Doesn'T Always End Badly
My name is unknown. It means confused, broken and lost.
This is the memory of when I learned to trust again.
It was like it was yesterday, I had just gotten out of a bad relationship.
I ran into a friend who was very worried about me.
He told me to go for a ride with him, so I agreed.
I was pulled up on his motorcycle
he asked, "Do you trust me?"
I nodded and he put a helmet over my head and tightened it.
He started the motorcycle and I held onto him close.
It reminded me of my depression state.
I had wanted to harm myself so bad, but I never did.
He began to drive the motorcycle to the top of the mountain.
Just then did I realize that I only felt safe with him.
It was dark outside with the only light coming from the new moon.
As we reached the top I saw the sun was about to rise soon.
He took off my helmet and he intertwined our fingers.
We made eye contact not breaking it
Then we went to the edge to sit.
It began to get cold
As if he heard my thoughts he began to hold me.
He asked me once again "Do you trust me?"
As I said yes he got up taking me with him.
He held me in his arms facing me
He confused his love for me
Before I had any time to react
We shared our first kiss.
My name was unknown
That's because I was broken and confessed
Now I realize that a name does not define you
Rather the name you give yourself does
My name is Ara and I'm proud of it
Because I learned who I am thanks to him.
Copyright © Ara Rose | Year Posted 2015
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