Trust, Concern and Disenchantment

Who can you completely trust? Yourself! That is who.

What do you do when you give of your mind, body and soul? You look at their answer and armor it all up and say "fuck it all."

I will gladly walk into hades in hell for someone worthy. No issue with being vulnerable and stating where and how I am. Because I am the one that gives a damn. That looks to live and take those chances. Even when on the other side they are hesitant, fighting it or malcontented.

But I have watched the ice wall from Game of Thrones form. Huge chunk by chunk it has been erected to destroy and mutilate any love, caring and affection that was left.

Yet still, that didn't deter me yet. I set upon time to wait. To give a chance to be the woman that I met. But still the choice was a distant epitaph. As I look at the calendar and the clock. I watch. Giving a fair amount of time for them to come to their senses. To at least fucking try for once.

But instead, it seems like they deem themselves happiest with ultra distance, incommunicado irrelevance.

All I can do is sit here, cock my head to the side and laugh. Where there once was an energetic roaring flame has transmuted to the coldest asteroid floating in the dead of space two galaxies away from here.

But what can I say? No effort leads to no relevance.