Secrets

I have them. Forming part of me for so long, sometimes I believe the parallel stories I've said. It never was cause for concern until we met. Until I loved you. Taking the part of me I showed, loving the scars, accepting what you thought was all of me.

Sometimes, I lie awake at night afraid to sleep; Giving something away would mean losing the most precious thing I have. I fear the nightmares that would make me scream things that are never to be whispered. I fear the unknown caller on your phone.

Would you stay if you knew? I've said so many times that it's all gone --It's been years since then! Yet, the signs are there. Those secrets are coming back...You might not.