Some people think they know everything, yet they still haven’t learned what trust means.
When you hear the same lie for the second time, you learn to smile instead.
Convince me not with your words, but with your actions.

I gave you my heart, and you sowed doubt inside it.
I’m not looking back — not even at you anymore.
I burned as much as I trusted; now everyone’s hands feel like ice to me.

If you’ve started to question someone, you’ve already begun to drift away.
Once trust is broken, even if you patch it, the scar remains.
It takes years to build trust, and just a moment to break it.

Distrust spreads through the heart like a silent poison.
It’s not enough that your words are true; your intentions must be pure too.
Once a lie is told, everything after it is just a defense.

Trust is not a structure you can rebuild once it collapses.
Distrust wounds the one who loves the most.
As doubt grows, love shrinks.
Every suspicion is a trace of the past, but not every trace is a wound.
If trust is missing, loyalty becomes a burden.
Getting into someone’s heart is easy; staying there requires trust.
Tears usually don’t fall for the lie, but for having believed the betrayal.
Distrust doesn’t speak; it walks away in silence.
Once doubt enters, love goes silent.
Trusting takes courage; carrying distrust takes loneliness.
Peace cannot exist where there is distrust.
Not everyone who smiles at you is a friend to your heart.
Distrust is a decay that grows in the shadow of love.
The greatest silence hides the deepest distrust.
When trust is lost, words speak only to emptiness.