In the airplane

You tell me one thing

and I believe you

you tell me another

I believe you again

Now I trust you

with my life

now I trust you

with everything…now I love you

you have my trust

I will give you my word

you will have my love

I will have yours

You make me smile

you make me laugh

you make my day

you make me happy as ever

now I can tell you anything

you can tell me anything

now I’ll tell you everything

you make me want to know everything

you seem so perfect

you have perfect looks

you have a perfect personality

you have the perfect life

are you really that perfect?

what are you hiding?

are you lieing?

what are you doing that makes you so perfect?

finally you tell me,

why didn’t you tell me before?

why didn’t I guess?

why did you lie?

I trusted you

with my life

I trusted you

with everything…I told you everything

you told me “everything”

you told me nothing

you told me lies, and nonsense

you aren’t perfect…no even close.

why do you hide things? behind your lies

I trusted you

why did you have to do this? to me…

I love you.

trust can be evil

trust can be perfect

trust is just a lie?

is “trust” even real?

do you even trust me?