Disenchanted

It was impossible not to let my guard down when such earnest words escaped your lips. Caressing the edges of my face, lifting the hair from my neck, they made their way in through my receptive ears. Tentative, but twinkling with hopefulness. They began to chisel at the stone wall around my skeptical heart. But just as I started to believe them, their value began to change. Hopefulness turned to disrespect and hid behind a mask of silence. The common bond we quickly formed was cast away like pirates. Any honesty in those words will always remain a question. The wall around my heart is secure again; and only a man as good as his word can break it.