In trust we survive

Infidelity is a choice that we must trust another not to make.  We lend our lives to others in hopes they tred lightly.  No pain could be greater than betrayal at the hands of our own heart.  No human emotion can so closely compare to sheer and utter lunacy as that of love.  Truly a condition worthy of incarceration for its absolute form is unadulterated madness.  To give yourself completely to another in hopes of remaining unscathed is asking a star not to fall.  It may come maliciously or without intent but at some point the ones we love hurt us, they are the only ones that can. ....



It is a dangerous trail we tred when committing to the condition of love.
A scary rail we ride when placing another so far above.
A light, a flash and wave to crash.  A beach, a shore you've never wanted more.
A touch, a taste, a feeling you can't replace.
A pain so real, one you long to feel.  A helplessness in absence.  A relief in embrace.
This pain somehow alleviates the pain of living.






..... That pain is unique.