A five little word that carries so much weight. Do you trust me? What a loaded question. It’s asking if you can count on that person to be good to you. It’s asking if someone can hold your heart in the palm of their hands, free to do with it as they wish, all the while you’re standing off to the side, powerless and vulnerable.
It means letting go of the past and stepping forward into the new. It means becoming something that you weren’t before, this time tied with another person, with another soul that you may or may not fully know just yet. It means giving into love, giving into a lover’s embrace, giving that person the power to destroy you, and believing that they won’t.
It’s being able to stand on solid ground and knowing that he’ll put his faith in you. That he’ll let you be free, be yourself, live your life. And that he won’t question you. Because he trusts you.
It’s knowing that wherever you are, whatever distance lies between your physical bodies or wandering minds, that you’ll be good to each other. That you’ll be true. That no matter what happens, your hearts will stay pure and be only for each other. And that you will keep your word.
It’s the first step of real love. It’s vulnerability. It’s everything.
See, you don’t need him to give you the world in the palms of his hands. You don’t need him to cater to you, to put you before himself every moment of the day, to spoil you with gifts and affection. Those things are nice, but they aren’t everything. Trust is everything. And so you don’t care for ridiculously expensive things or lavish dates. You don’t need items that sparkle in the light or empty his pockets. You don’t need him to give you all that he has, and then some.
You just need to be able to trust him.
And you need him to trust you.
Because when you pull back the curtain, when you strip down to the basics, when you unveil the truth about your relationship—trust is all there is. And if you don’t have trust, you don’t have real love.