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 too turn me into a beautiful human,
These words are 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 of all above.
May our soul meet,
like never or ever.
Let the future,
be before us and we still stay together forever,
These words are messenger,
a thought to render,
a story to be told,
of an unseen bond.
No matter what now,
I trust her.
To be continued …
