secret
I have dark secrets
she whispered through her cupped hands.
You mustn’t know them.
What? I mean, whaat?
Let’s roll the tape back, IF you have a dark secret that I can’t know about, why even mention it?
If I am scared now it’s by that statement itself, and not by what you could possibly have said or done.
Stuff doesn’t scare me a bit. I have seen some stuff.
Lots of good people make mistakes, and sometimes people face random bad luck beyond their control too. Stuff happens.
My name is X, and I am an open book. But don’t read chapters 9 or 10, until after we get to know each other better. Or chapter 6 either. It’s history by now anyhow. š
Every once in awhile, our Haiku writer shared stories about their experiences dating and being out in the world meeting people. Some encounters sounded a bit more “hopeful” andĀ others (like this one) maybe a little less so.
