here I am now opening up to you
spilling into you like my diary
filling you with my pages of untold stories
i hope that you are listening
your silence is holding more than curiosity
we rejoice in this during my long pauses of thought
you sometimes let out cries of emotions of a past that wasn't yours
we carry on like this until dawn breaks
i have heard nothing of you
repeat
Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 6:08 AM UTC
here I am now opening up to you
spilling into you like my diary
filling you with my pages of untold stories
i hope that you are listening
your silence is holding more than curiosity
we rejoice in this during my long pauses of thought
you sometimes let out cries of emotions of a past that wasn't yours
we carry on like this until dawn breaks
i have heard nothing of you
repeat
Why is it that we expect others to open up when we cannot?
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