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I want who we want to become

I think this is what we need

And all you have to do is keep falling

I’m letting you in now, you’ve

had enough longing now, you’ve

shaken her off the back of your pillow

I lift you off your knees and see

you’ve never known standing straight before

You hold my unraveling gently, like snowfall

You’ve already made it to the end of my maze

now etch me like a lost secret on your palm

Ink’s less messy than the ghosts in your bed

Somehow I trust you to hold all I have

You know me better than the truth

I will love you however you need me to love you.