Friday Night thoughts

If it is merely the words I say

Then I will say them all

In no particular order

Without rhyme

Nor reason.

If it is merely the actions I portray

Will you trust them then?

The words I order

The promises I construct

Will you believe me then

See for your own eyes that I can do it

Complete it

Follow through

Trust is malleable

It is fickle

Yet deserving.

It is wanted,

Strived for

Given with penance.

It is earned through repetitive action

Consistent care

The presence of just being there. 

It is in what you do

What you say

How often you follow through. 

Because in the end,

I am merely the words I speak,

The actions that I seek.





 
M

Maria

VT

19 years old

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