Trust is a special thing. It can take years to earn it, but only seconds to lose it.
Trust is a mix. It has hope, security, and acceptance in it. It is served with caution because one never knows what the other person may do with this trust. It can be thrown carelessly away or cherished forever.
Trust is fragile. It shatters in pieces, fades, and chips easily. But it's a gift. A special gift that isn't set aside to gather cobwebs, but is put in a visible place and is displayed day after day after day. It's never grown tired of and constantly grows brighter as it grows old.