Trust Isn’t Always Easy

Because trust isn’t always easy but when it stays, it is sacred.

Trust Isn’t Always Easy

Trust isn’t always easy—
it doesn’t bloom like wildflowers
without tending.

It grows in soil
that’s been turned by hurt,
watered by apologies,
warmed by consistency.

Trust remembers
the slammed doors,
the silences that lasted too long,
the promises that cracked
under the weight of temptation.

It flinches.

It watches hands closely.
Listens for tone changes.
Counts the seconds
between “I love you”
and proof.

Trust is a fragile bridge
built plank by plank—
each one carved from honesty,
each nail hammered in
with patience.

You can’t rush it.
You can’t demand it.
You can’t guilt it into returning.

It comes back slowly—
like a stray cat
testing the air
before stepping inside.

And when it finally curls up
at your feet again,
don’t celebrate too loudly.

Just sit still.
Be steady.
Be safe.

Because trust isn’t always easy—
but when it stays,
it is sacred.