Out there is a wide universe, a dangerous universe filled with quiet monsters, a louder dissonance.
Wise men have said that saying your secrets out loud will set you free, and break the cage that houses your confined bird.
I disagree.
There are times where the world is more dangerous when it knows the truth, and though yes, saying the truth out loud may seem safer for me to stop the darkness from consuming who I am.
But drowning inside is better, than setting the world on fire.
i like someone who will never like me, and i feel as if i could never measure up to the people he liked. i dont feel like i might be anything to him. but we're best friends, and i'll never tell him about how i feel. for it may ruin what we both already have.