Monday, October 17, 2016
Maybe I'll tell you one day. Perhaps you will get to know. Maybe one day I'll tell you the inner workings of me. You could be privy to the secrets that I hid. You might understand when I cringe at certain words. Or why I dont like it when people are out of their mind. You might understand why this time of year the world stops and moves in slow motion. Perhaps you will ask me to enlighten you one day. Maybe you will be curious. Do you want to know why I act the way I do? Do you want to understand who I am? Maybe I'll tell you one day. Maybe one day you will ask. But until one day comes a secret I will be. A void of mysteries.