Trust

It is earned And then returned, Not bought, Never forgot. You can lose it, Or can use it. Never spend it. Never bend it. Always say it, Never delay it. Always mean it, And redeem it. You can see and know it’s there, Or can just pull out your hair, Knowing it’ll never...

Who’s on the other line? I don’t know

She picks up the phone And goes to her room, And closes the door, I hear not a sound. Is she cheating? I do not know- But I’m worried that That’s just what she’s doing. An hour’s gone by, She’s not come out. Has she died in there? I think not- the other line still...