I trust every single person around me and if I feel even a whiff of uncertainty I won't have that person around me.
Obviously a long-distance relationship is hard. But like anything worth...
The betrayal of trust carries a heavy taboo.
A strange thing is memory and hope one looks backward and the other forward one is of today the other of tomorrow. Memory is history recorded in our brain memory is a painter it paints pictures of the past and of the day.
