I could destroy you. but I won't. not because you could destroy me too (even though you can. it keeps me up at night, that you could kill me without really trying). it's because I don't want to. you're my best friend.
so why am I telling you this? because I like to remind you. it's not about having power over someone that makes me like this fact. it's that handing someone the keys to your undoing is kind of a big deal. we can fight and we can drift apart, but we're entertwined in a way that not everyone can understand.
I tell you my secrets because I trust you with them. you keep them because you know what it means, that I can open up. and vice versa.
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