There were those 

That said "I miss you" 

And meant it 

Fear is a powerful method 

That can divert 

Any kindness and hope 

Into a nightmare for all 

Never believing them 

Always wondering about the truth 

Thinking how can someone mean those words 

Never acting on those terms 

Making it harder to trust it 

And later to hate them being said 

Then comes a day 

When you question 

Why did you just assume the worst?

But better yet 

How can you hope for the best?