Well, you know how it feels if you begin hoping for something you want desperately badly; you almost fight against the hope because it is too good to be true; you've been disappointed so often before.

—    The Magician’s Nephew // C.S. Lewis 

Trust

Come
Rest your head upon my shoulder
Lean in close to me
Let me feel the warmth of your breath
Against the cool of my skin.

Come
Draw closer to me
Bear all your weight upon me
Surrender everything.

Move in closer still
Till there's nothing left between us
No space, no doubt, no fears
Now I will show you what happens
When you trust me.

Completely trust me.