I Would Never Hurt You

I know that this is possibly the most cliche thing to write about in the history of people and feelings, and female college dropouts with insecurities, trust issues, and blogs. But with that said, I was thinking tonight about feeling hurt, and when it is or isn't justified for me to feel that way, or for you to make me. I came to the conclusion that the only way that you could is if you were to use knowing me so well, against me. You and I won't get lost or upset in misunderstandings, we knew that long before we told each other that we get it. We get why we said what we did, the way we did, we get it all. So with that being true, with sharing to one another the mutual notion we could never do anything to intentionally affect the other negatively, I watched time backwards to see what could go awry. We trust each other, more than we trust ourselves, we trust each other in the way that you can close your eyes and fall backwards, we trust fully. But you see, if you go further back in time, if you travel to a time before I first met you on the grass, before I saw the scar on your arm and thought that I understood you, then, you would witness events prior (and subsequent) to that time that formed two people into humans that are incapable of trusting, fully. So in that minuscule, yet monumental gap, something is able to grow. I warned you of every single bad habit, and red flag, the dishonesty, the running away, possessiveness, and over-loving. You explained secrets, and patterns, thought processes and fears, fears about the fears. What if I had been subconsciously waiting for this to peter out, like all things before, like I assumed all things forever? I'll say I knew that there's always an expiration date, I'll say I like to be first to nip it in the bud. The worst, and only thing that you could do is use your thorough breadth of information to ruin me, and you could.
I would never add you to the list of everybody who is trying to get a reaction from me. 
And when I tell you that I love you, and you do not tell me back, I will not doubt your love for me (or mine for you).