Pretend that you know me.
And I'll pretend I know you.
We'll start by giving our names,
but they are not our names.
Then we will divulge our secrets,
but they will not belong to us.
We will touch each other,
but we will not feel what we should.
We will lay side by side,
and we will lie one to the other.
I will love you,
conditionally.
I will pretend to be that girl,
you will pretend to be that boy.
I will wear a skirt.
You will wear pants.
We will pretend to be old,
we will pretend that it's new again.
Pretending that we fit,
pretending everything is as it should be.
Believing there is no different choice when really,
all we have to do is stop.
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