Trust you? Of course I trust you...I don’t trust him.

I know this means so much to you. I know I would do the same. But as I watch you walk away, I can’t help wanting to yank you back. Prevent you from going.

I should have. I know that now. I should have grabbed your wrist and pulled you into me. I should have let you beat me black and blue while I held you down until your anger turned into tears.

If you failed, do you think I could live on?

If I fail, do you think you could live on?

I’d fight a million times just to see ours never end.

Watch me destroy my body, watch them pull me apart.

If I give my body, will you pick up the pieces? Collect them all and put me back together again?

I trust you.