Trust

I have given you the power to hurt me

And you are using it

soft and slow

so I confuse it for a caress.

 

Whispering pretty truths in my ear

to cover up the biggest truth

to make me forget how heavy it is.

 

And you are so lovely

and so genuine

I can’t help 

but forgive you.

 

The End

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