To be vulnerable
is to be real.
Raw.
An open book
for all to read...
But which hurts more?
A soul bared to all the world,
or a true self shown only
to a few?
The intimacy of vulnerability
is a line few dare to cross.
We live our lives alone.
Afraid.
Begging for someone, anyone,
to reach out and say "I see you."
But not just to say it.
To mean it!
To know us;
The real us
And to love us anyway...