trustworthy

 I wish I would have someone in my life

that I could really trust

with my eyes closed

and falling into its arms without fear

But all I have 

since the very past

is a person here and there

temporary kinds of nests

that I idealize complete coziness

that I can be comfortably numb

that I know when it all crumbles,

they will be there not giving me affection crumbs

although this is not the fact really

I keep on seeking trustworthy souls

everywhere I stay

maybe it is a non-treated childhood trauma

this insatiable hunting of mine

yet so, deep inside I know

that one night or day

will end the tools

and my wishes will come alive