#rust

What do I need to do to get you to trust me?   What do you want from me?”   He yells. I steel myself and look up into his panicked eyes and fight the pull I feel at coming in contact with those sapphires again.   “Nothing! I don’t want anything from you!”   I shout out the biggest lie I have ever told in my entire life.   Connor’s eyes widen at my words and his face falls, every ounce of fire gone from his gaze.   He backs away then smiles weakly at me. “Well, Merry Fucking Christmas Nina, because you have it all anyway. ↗

— Devon Herrera

#misconceptions #life

I would stand there at times and remember how beautiful God created this world, and then I would be reassured that he would certainly take care of me and all of my loved ones. ↗

— Diet Eman

#christianity #faith #god #jesus-christ #prison

The only way that we can protect each other is if we are together. If we face things together. If we trust each other. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#trust #love

As I pedaled my bike slowly home, I realized one more thing. I didn’t have to wonder if I’d ever be passionate or happy again. I was happy, even as I tasted tears on my lips, along with Will’s last kiss; even though part of me dreaded this day, my first without Will. I was happy because I knew I’d never forget Will. Even if parts of this summer faded from my memory over time, even if Will’s face grew vague in my mind, I’s never forget what it had felt like to be with him for a few short months. What it had been like to be sixteen and in love for the first time. I wouldn’t forget that – not ever. ↗

— Michelle Dalton

#love

That cloak of love you were wearing—he’s torn it to shreds, undoing the seams of trust that held it together. How can you ever wear those shreds? ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#love #metaphor #trust #love

I can trust in my parents' love. And it strikes me that is a big thing to trust, a big thing to have had, no matter what else happens. ↗

— Ally Condie

#trust #love

In the many months of his absence, she never wondered whether he was true to her or not; she knew he was. She knew, even though she was too young to know the reason, that indiscriminate desire and unselective indulgence were possible only to those who regarded sex and themselves as evil. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#evil #love #sex #trust #love

Fate, they say, fate- the clay that molds the events of your life, and it was the same fate that had thrown the stone of her heart on the building of his expectations. But then wasn't it his fault that he had constructed the building of glass? Hadn't he failed to cement the bricks of his love with trust and colour them with security? There was no insurance for broken hearts, no ointment for wounded souls and there would never be one, he knew. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#fate #love #trust #life

But just for a minute. I won't be gone long and if she wakes up before I get back tell her that I love her. ↗

— Amanda Stephan

#love #loving #romance #romantic-suspense #the-price-of-trust

Love enables mutual trust among strangers. ↗

— Toba Beta

#love #mutual-trust #strangers #love