Secrets

So here are the last 

little secrets that I have held from you

close to my heart

the last that eat away at 

my flesh 

as I act strong 

strong for you.

I didn't book my escape 

to some far off place 

because I still thought 

like a little fool

that you would take me with you.

I thought you'd want to 

include

me in your life again.

How wrong and naive to think 

- that -

after all this.

P.S. I still get butterflies before I see you

and when I, once again, fail

to read your feelings

I blame them for clouding my vision.

With love, Beau xx