Building Trust

It's a motherfucker when the one that you love doesn't trust you
It doesn't matter what you say or what the fuck you do
There's still some love in her accompanying the pain
She's determined that you played with her heart and brought her shame

But this time around your heart and mind were bonding, there was no game
you figured she could look within and see that you were not the same
But that shame is a bitch and it clouds her eyes
It isn't love that she feels, but she also doesn't despise

Is it possible to regain that lost trust
Is it possible to mend what is broken between us
The sitting at the table, both afraid to look up
The passing on the stairs and in the hallways, afraid to speak or fuss

How long can we go on like this
There is so much that we both miss
The cuddling in the bed or snuggling on the couch
 The way that we breathe as we taste each other's mouth

This can't be fixed simply with some flowers and some good sex
A few well cooked meals, a bottle of wine, and some surprising text
No, this requires dedication wrapped in hard work
Convincing a partially hardened heart that you're not an abuser or jerk

Flowers and notes saying that you're opened to conversation
Flower petals all over the bedroom inviting her to relations
Soft music instead of the game serenading you both at night
Respecting her side of the bed all through the night

Soon the chill shall break and the healing shall begin
Just as winter rides out and spring ride in
If you were truly honest then she will realize that what you said was true
And you'll realize you have her trust again when she calls you her "Boo"