Poisonous Trust

I love you
used to be a special thing
to hear or say

a touch or thought of one
was enough
to take my breath away

friends were laughter
and support
I leant on so carelessly
not knowing
they would always leave
and I would fall

falling so hard I fall into
the embrace of someone new
and the spark in his eyes made me think
that maybe this is it
this one is forever

and now when I fall
I pick myself back up again
brush the dust off my back
my hair from my eyes
and keep walking

how long must it take before I know
that someone will never let me go?
it never is that easy.

hurt
betrayal
go down like fresh poison now
but soon it will be like an aftertaste
of something bittersweet
and I will look for that pleasant
drink again.

blind trust?
it always will be blind.

maybe there is magic there
somewhere
in this human condition
everyone is different
.
maybe someday I will know
the sweetness of a fellow person
that does not betray itself
to sorrow
lies

please.