Hideout for the loner

Disappearance

With you on the cliff dancing, was a sign of my trust.
On the surface of earth hugging you, erased the fear despite earth's thin crust.
You told me about the news,
and fed me with that of your views,
yet you're the reason for that feud,
because you went back to that dude.
So I asked, where does trust go?

To risk my life was a decision, which didn't worth my baby time.
Never thought of that, which is supposed to be a crime.
Forgot I could lose you, even if you were my last dime.
Caused me a heartache, as you are still in your prime.
Now, I sound bitter like I've swallowed juice of lime.

Whimpering soft cries and sipping thy wine, shall I sleep writing my sad rhyme.
Shivers sent through my spine, just the thought of waking up to be greeted with the topic of the day "Where Does Trust Go?"