i have things that i don't want to tell anyone;
i have feelings that i have to hide,
i will not tell you everything once you see me.
but maybe, just maybe, i'll tell you what i've been through
i'll tell you how every piece
of my heart went missing.
and then i'll tell you, i love you, so much,
that it'll never be succint enough
to express how much affection i have for you.
until then, bear with me --
and look into my eyes for hints;
hear the silent screams i've been crying,
then feel the hurt that i've ached so deep in a core within me.
it will be hard, but you'll be the hero of my book.
to: my other half whom i've never met before
- diana x
