secrets
if i revealed
all the secrets i have
which concern you,
you could swoon me;
sweet talk and beautifully convince
me to give in.
for i am not strong.
and this is what love
does to a girl.
it clouds her judgment.
it weakens the bit of strength
she does have.
her moral compass
becomes possessed by a force
of infatuation.
everything deemed as wrong
becomes a justified right.
she is made the fool.
for the sake of love.
you don't understand.
you don't understand!
what it is you do to me!!
you have broken down walls
no one else could.
you know a side of me
no one else knows.
the sweet things i tell you
have only been heard by you.
you are one of a kind.
you stepped into
this little world of mine
and you have made it yours.
i cannot complain.
you have become my source
of love indescribable.
you are why i wake up
with a grin plastered on this pretty face.
you rescued me from a dark place.
the amount of appreciation
i have for you
and all you do
is immeasurable.
i have a list
of all the ways
i would like to thank you.
nothing i say
could possibly express
my deep gratitude.
if i cannot use my words,
then what must i do?
paint the picture for me.
please i beg you.
i am too afraid to myself.
because i have yet to
confess those secrets to you.
