That sense of shame, the feeling of exposure, as if someone had just cut off all of your hair- it can plague you.
There may not be a reason as to why it pulls you, why it drags you in its direction but you know it's there and you know you shouldn't have said a word.
Because now he can see it in you. He can use it and twist it and turn you into something you don't want to be,
so you set up filters.
Block him from ever seeing it again. How can he use something he doesn't even know about against you?
He doesn't use it on purpose, but his subconscious and his worried side may.
You want him to know you, you and all your qualities- your brightness, your darkness, and everything in between,
but you can't.
You know that if you do, everything might change and you only have so long.
You don't want it to change.
So you keep it down, turn it off, make him smile, forget your words.