The Trust We Lack

I wished that I could trust you,

I wished the same for myself.

I hoped that you wouldn’t hurt,

I hoped that I wouldn’t , too.

I saw your missed calls and a text,

Unread blue dot next to your name,

Frustrated apologies and cursing,

Yet sorrowfully perplexed .

It all seemed so pure,

In the beginning, it was true.

I loved you and you loved me,

And now we’re both left sore.

It may be a lie,

But I’m done self-blaming.

I’m not always true to myself,

But maybe that’s partly why.

I wished that I could trust you,

I wished the same for myself.

I hoped that you wouldn’t hurt,

I hoped that I wouldn’t, too.

In the end, we’re exes.

Although, parts of us,

Will always love each other,

Maybe that’s our hexes.

If it could be fixed, I’m unsure,

Trust could be durable,

But that’s how the truth bends,

And how you ended up with her.