How often do we go through dilemma on which to believe and which not to? When it revolves around one person who has once betrayed our trust and another who seems to be the messenger especially. A crack which forms in between the bond affects the strength of bonding, which eventually causes disbelief and doubts, hence the little annoyance and for worse, the end of one relationship. How often do we have the urge to ask the party involved yet holding ourselves back as it may causes embarrassment and endless questions which we might find it hard to answer? The deformation of the connection and relationship in between may be irreversible at times, until the day when we finally able to overcome the fear and step forward in order to seek for the answers, so that one of our many mysteries can be solved and so we know what to do next. It is somehow ironic, as we’ve chosen not to believe what a person has told, as the trust is no longer there, yet when it comes to a point in life, we on the other hand wish for the reverse in time, back to the moments where we have someone to rely on, someone for us to share our little stories with, for we are in doubts whether to count on the third party so much that it may even prevent us from seeing the real truth using our rationality and senses. When there is a crack, there will be a chance for the little foreign particles to get in, thus the bigger crack would be formed in between, and it is our decision whether to remove them to prevent further damage on one particular relationship, which may sometimes resulting damages on the other, between us and the third parties instead. We want to know the truth, but it comes in different versions as we have our very own definition and point of view regarding one particular matter, as we are living in our own world. Perhaps it is a test given, whether we are to rely on the trust which has been formed from the many hours being spent together or the temporary trust resulting from the momentary disbelief due to the broken promises. Perhaps it is just us, making choices over and over again, till the day we are lost, and found, someday.
