The rain fell like it was never going to stop
And with it their spirits fell too
Where earlier thoughts had been of great joy
The barometer of their lives turned everything blue.
Just a single word was all that was said
Almost like a slip of the tongue
And all of the brilliant love-filled past
Would simply be memories about which they would now long.
The wound went so deep and was sorely felt
One made an error, succumbing to lust
And when being confronted by their partner in life
The word that was uttered was ‘distrust’.
A two syllable word that can say so much
It can break what seems solid like rock
And when they feel so dismantled when it’s all torn apart
The new solitary life will come as a shock.
Be honest with yourself, no one’s perfect
If you love someone, love just that one
The barometer of life doesn’t need to read gloom
But it will do when love and the trust is all gone.
©Joe Wilson – Trust…2015