To The Girl Who Has A Hard Time Trusting People Because She’s Been Broken

Let me undo every bad memory. Every single one.

I know it’s difficult for you to trust again, so let me start by being patient. Let’s work on it. You need time to heal.

Let’s start off with the little things – “How was your day?”“What kind of movies do you like?” “What do you like to do for fun?” Let’s keep the conversation light for a while. You’ve been through a lot, and I don’t want you to overthink things.

For now, I just want you to laugh at my corny jokes, and to get to know you a little more each day, by asking simple questions. I’m in no rush. We have all the time in the world. I want you to know that, I want you to feel that, I want you to believe that.

I’m eager to know pointless things like, “What was your first email address?” Was it something cheesy like “prettygirl4ever@hotmail.com” Or “Are you afraid of cockroaches?” Of course, you are. The most pointless things about you are important to me. I want you to be comfortable in ways you’ve never been.

Do you like ketchup on your fries, do you cry in sappy movies, do you sing while taking a shower?

There’s so much to know, and I’m going to know it all. Little by little, we’ll get into more personal stuff, at a pace you can handle. I want to know about your life goals, and I’ll listen to your every word. I want to contribute meaningfully to conversations about your personal development. I want you to know that I’m interested in your future.

You’ve been hurt before, and I have a lot of repairing to do. I’m going to restore you like an antique 1956 Ferrari. When I’m done with you, you’ll trust again.

Let me work my way from the ground up. Let me learn every little thing about you. I’m going to make you slowly, but surely, trust again. I’m going to make it painstakingly slow – no pain, no gain. The slower the process, the better. I want your trust to become a reflex action with me, and that takes time to develop.

You’ve been hurt before, and I need to erase every single bad memory. But I’m not going to patch things… I’m going to start from scratch.

I’m going to overwrite everything he did, by creating new, superior memories. I’m going to know you better than anyone else, I’m going to treat you better than anyone else, and I’m going to make you so comfortable… you’ll confide in me, like you did in your high school diary.

And I’m going to guard your trust.

And I’m going to honor your trust.

And I’m going to respect your trust.