My heart feels heavy from the weight of the secrets my friends gave to me to  hide in my heart, forever.

I had let them know clearly that I am not good at keeping secrets, and, I am likely to slip and tell someone. But they had a strange faith in me.  

Most of these secrets are trivial- not worthy of being called a secret. But I am expected to keep them as such, nevertheless.

Some secrets  got leaked from my heart  because I had not protected them with a secret password.

Some secrets got stolen from my heart because viscious people hacked my heart using tools such as friendship, coercion, intimidation etc., and made me to spill the beans.

Luckily, I have not executed any  confidentiality agreement with my friends.  

Keeping others secrets in your heart is the most difficult job in the world. It is stressful and heart breaking.