What I couldn't tell you today...
You want me to tell you all the things you want to hear. What keeps me up at night, What are my worries, what are my fears. It's not that I don't trust you, you have to know that's far from ever being true. Or else I'd probably would have never told you, half the things I normally do. I wear my heart on my sleeve, such an easy way for it bruise. Oh, you have no idea how much I could stand to lose. You're standing right there and I want to let you in. Past my insecurities, my built up walls they're so fragile almost paper thin. I promise to tell you when it matters the most. But for now you'll have to make do with reading this post... © Rana Nabulsi