Who I am

Is there one special person or thing that owns your whole heart and you feel that they are the only ones that understands you, the real you.

You let me cry in silence,

not judging who I am but comforting,

you let me talk

not answering but listening

you hear all my secrets

things that people don't know

you understand me for who I am

the person I want to be is inside,

someone or something just has the key.

although you already own my heart,

letting me show you who I am.


Thankyou Danny

The End

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