These are two haiku’s about the paradox of trust, being capable of great beauty and harm. Trust is a great thing when put in the right place but can lead to great destruction when placed on the wrong person. I hope you enjoy!

I Knew You

I Miss the real you

I Lost you

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I trust you

You broke me again

I hate you...

If only you knew

The pain I went threw

Just to know you

If only you knew

The time I spent

Trying to know who you were

If only you knew

What I wanted to say

But was too shy to try

If only you knew

Maybe things could of been different

But hey maybe it’s better you never knew...

I want to fit in

I want to find my place in all of this mess

I want to feel like I belong

I don’t want to stick out like a weed in a field of flowers

I want to be a flower

A beautifully blooming flower...

The great migration was about to commence.

The birds taking off into the great immense.

The weather was changing

And it felt like it was estranging.

It was time for them all to go

To a place the weather would bestow.

Nothing but the warth they desire....

When I am old

I’ll look back at my broken world.

When I am old

Will I be proud of the man I was?

Or will I be filled with shame and regret?

When I am old

Will I feel at peace with who I was

or will I wish I was someone else.

When I am old...

A world you wish could exist

The magical experience that you risk

When you enter into a land of unknowns

Where anything could happen

The limits don’t exist

It’s the beauty of being asleep....

What we thought would be a peacefull night

Was interrupted by the heavy rains

The singing in the street turned into a forgotten song

We crack the windows to listen

But the music fades away

All we are left with is the pitter patter of the rain drops from the sky...

That moment you thought all would be right

You were back in my life and I thought all was back

But I’ve grown and I’ve moved on

I’ve learned who I am and found what I need

You asked to come back but I’ve learned to move on...

Love is patient, love is kind

Love sometimes feels like it is blind

It reveals itself in unique ways

It doesn’t have to be a phase

Love can touch

Or love can speak

Love is kind and never mean

Love is comes in all shapes in forms

A gift between you and me

An action made to show your affection

Love is…...

The never ending walls

The color taunting that you can’t escpae

The faint echos of your calls

Take your place as you take your shape

Stuck in the bubble of your mind

Feeling like you’re commited a crime...