Saturday, March 7, 2015

Mixed Signals

I ask you to reveal your depths,
and you reply:
I only share that with the one I am with.

Then I share my depths,
just because it's who I am
(and perhaps to tempt you to do the same).

You ask to hold my hand,
and I reply:
I only share that with the one I show my heart.

But I’ve shared with you my depths
and perhaps that is my heart,
so you take my hand—

and I wonder what I've given away.

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