the part of me which could trust people has perished... I am dead, per se...

... over the last 37 years, the comfort in believing people on their face value was my zenith.... for the remaining life, the inability to trust anyone will prove to be my waterloo... not in a distant past, was told by someone that a part of her which had stopped believing people revived when I walked in... ironic 'en that my ability to trust people succumbed in the very same hands....