I remember what it felt like to be loved
or to play pretend that it was love
I trust you, I trust you, I trust you
I trust you, I trust you, I trust you
He said it in whispery tones in that silly fedora
on the secret wood steps behind the hospital
I suppressed Don't. That isn't logical
Instead, I trust you, too
Trembling kisses struggling to give the words breath
I guess we thought it would heal us, somehow
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