"It's okay, you're safe now." I listen harder. Hearing only his words being replayed in my head. I can feel the uneasiness in me as I look at his face. I'm not sure where I can turn now, where I should run to, just to escape this dream that would soon be a nightmare. I count and recount the tears I lost in trusting anyone. I thought about you, about us, about what happened and I realize then, something so sweet I can taste it on my tongue, I can feel the blood pumping in my dry viens once more, and without even giving myself the perimission to, I actually believe him. I finally reach up and take his hand, and I can feel something I never knew I could again. Hope. And for the first time in a long time, I feel safe.