I want the words that I keep to flow out of my mouth like they did.
I want to soar into conversation with you and fill you with secrets.
My mind doubles back, and cations me.
Trust is a silly thing.
Once broken it can never truly be repaired.
So now I only tell you the things I do not mind you telling others,
for that is what this friendship has become.
A crowd hiding behind you with a one-way mirror.