Kept

Secrets

You have secrets

so I am not special.

You keep them to help yourself

to the helpless.

You use tricks, but I know all of yours.

I said I’d be faithful and always be there.

But my choice is not indefinite.

Tell me why your lips taste like vinegar,

and why you still kiss my wounds.

Tell me why I am broken and flawed

when we are no longer together.

You have secrets.

Yeah, I’ve got them too.

I’ve got weaknesses, but I’m not in ruins.

I know all of yours.

You and your greedy soul took my heart and

mind.

But my life is not in your grasp.

So why do you have more silence than truths?

Why aren’t you sensitive with my sensitivities?

You’ve already said too much

though your lips never moved.

Well, your secret is safe with me.

But my choice is not indefinite.