How can I show you my truth without a word?
I know you are intuitive, but you haven't seen the signs beneath my mask.
Do not let the jokes or the laughter deceive you;
This heart is a vault I have opened for no one but you. A thousand times I came to you carrying my intent,
Only to retreat in silence, leaving my soul unstated.
I tell myself it is "not essential",
No matter how I calculate the longing in my heavy walk. Every day I draft a letter to you in my mind,
And every day I delete the words I’ve composed.
I am terrified of being left alone in the vacuum,
Of being wounded by the only one who hasn't caused me pain. I will live this love as a private exile,
Walking this road without rest.
But if the day comes where our hands finally meet,
There won't be a secret or a shadow left in me to hide.