I give people the benefit of the doubt -- trust them until they've done something to break it. Should I be so trusting of another? Does it make me vulnerable?
Yesterday a friend asked, "How do you know he's really where he says he is?" I answered: "How will I ever know?"
He likes to tell it - after the fact.
I made every excuse possible for him.
He dislikes Halloween...
He must be really tired...
He hates traffic and commotion...
(Just to make myself feel better)
Today, he told me he spent time with this other girl after he declined my invitation to spend time with me.
You know that feeling when you trust a person with your life. You also know it when you don't.
But if you ask how do I know where he's at today? My answer is "How will I ever know?"
