Have you ever told anyone your deepest secret? Have you ever exposed your soul to another mortal, because you couldn’t stand to be the only one who knew you any longer.
I have.
If you have then you know the feeling. You know the torture of waiting for their response. You know the horror of believing that they will never look at you the same way again.
I know that horror. And it really is that awful.
Have you ever let anyone know you completely? Have you ever told someone absolutely everything nasty and dark about yourself? If you have then you know. You know what its like to have the weight fall off of your shoulders. It might be shameful, but at least you don’t have to hide anymore.
Have you ever let someone know you like this, and have them look at you with even more love than before? I have.
Has anyone ever trusted you that much that they told you their secrets as well?
Someone has trusted me like that.
I’m not talking about every-day, ordinary, gross school-girl-crush secrets. I’m talking about the kind of secret that makes you lay in bed awake at night with tears streaming down your face. The kind that gave you scars on your wrists and bruises on your bottom lip. The secrets that even you don’t know the whole story about until you actually find someone who you trust enough to tell.
Have you ever found someone who loved you after you told them those secrets? Have you ever had a friend so good, so true, that they would cry along with you, and smile at the end, so that you knew that it meant everything and nothing to them?
I have. And, oh my dear, I am so thankful for him. For without him…who knows who I would have told my secrets to.
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