Dear you,
My skin quakes in the frost left behind
when his presence is absent.

Dear Me,
Stop complaining. thats all you ever do
anymore. No wonder he wants, wishes, and desires another.

Dear you,
I share with him things that are secret.
Things that would surely cause reclusion
if ever found by another.

Dear Me,
Ever think that maybe you desire
to share too much?
Ever wonder about the burden
You place on those surrounding you
when your misery is shared?

Dear you,
You could say anything you want,
Anything indeed.
A scar may be left but they will never fade.

Dear Me,
Try to hide me I dare.

Dear you,
Go away.