Slain

In the writings of the world, out of all the most profound emotions, only one is so devotedly returned to time and time again. Love, and this elusive emotion is something we all strive to capture and for a time, hold onto. Cherish it, in hopes that it like some wild animal will stay on its own free will, once our hands weaken and we can no longer control it. It is not love, that I find my difficulties with, love no that should be simple, but trust, this is the demon that plagues the caverns of my heart. I find it so hard to trust, and in turn believe in others. Call me jaded if you wish, and at such a young age there surely must be injustice, but trust none the less is the hardest for me to bare, to give. I want to trust in someone, to believe in the things that they say, how beautiful the words are, and how they warm my heart, but doubt is an enemy I have yet to conquer and it haunts me here in my soul, please wont someone be my hero and help me slay these dragons
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