There are times when there are words that I choose not to say & there are stories you choose not to hear. But still you listen, in the middle of the night, when the world lies silent, to the steady beat of my heart, hoping that it will share secrets with you that my lips dare not.

Why do we choose? Why can’t we just be? Why can’t we just remain in a state of eternal happiness where nothing disrupts the presence of my mind except for the thought of you being a bit too close?

Hold my hand, not in the dark where there is no one but me, but in the light, where everyone must see to whom I belong. Hold me close enough to raise eyebrows but not questions. Hold me where I do not overstep your boundaries & neither you, mine.

Let’s find reasons for the guilty pleasures & nonsense in the legalities. Let’s stand in the rain & do nothing or maybe dance on dry sand. Let’s be who they think we are.

Listen tonight, when the world lies silent, to my steady heartbeat. The last secret goes out into the open tonight; promise me devotion & my soul is yours for the keeping.