I am not a secret keeping person.
I value knowledge, truth, and honesty.
Yet, somehow, admitting my own truths
Is impossible.

When the world sees so few shades,
I always hide inside my fragile heart.
I take this other name until I admit myself
To myself.

I trust you with the universe, my dear.
No one person has come this close to me.
How much can I afford to lose of myself,
If I stay?

No relationship comes without a cost.
It is a cost I gladly bear for you.
How much of me do you carry, which
You could drop?