Trust — An Unseen Bond

I trust her,
Not just her words, but her touch too.
I trust her,
Not just her actions, but her promises too.
I have given up myself to her.
Either I am going to be shattered into pieces, left alone,
or molded into a new form.
I am in her hands — I trust her.
She can break, wreck and finish me,
But still she could turn me into a beautiful human.
These words are a messenger, a thought to render, a story to be told, of an unseen bond.
No matter what now, I trust her.
Lord hope, I am not wrong.
The bond is real — and above all.
May our souls meet, like never or ever.
Let the future be before us and we still stay together forever.
These words are a messenger, a thought to render, a story to be told, of an unseen bond.
No matter what now, I trust her.
To be continued …

Recovered from my old blog (2020–2021) via the Wayback Machine.