I listened long to your story, Listened but could not hear. When you chose to walk that path so overgrown,I remained alone with my fear. Cold silence covers the distance, Stretches from shore to shore.I follow in my mind your far-off journeying, But I will walk that path no more.
Anne Elisabeth Stengl
If a man has to ask for your trust, it's a sure sign that you should not give it. Trust should be earned inherently, without any verbal demands. Trust is knowing a man's character, knowing truth, and relying on that character and truth even when the odds seem against you.
trust
poem
I'll never tell you to stop loving. You see, I believe in hopeless love. Oh yes. I believe in it with all my heart, though you may discount the heart of an old nanny like me. For real love brings pain. Real love means sacrifices and hurts and all the thousand shocks of life. But it also means beauty, true beauty.
love-hurts
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