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La verità


There is nothing more intimate then the truth
Or more horrifying

No secrets to hide, only judgement to fear
The ability to let your mouth and your mind and youre movements roam together
to luxuriously let loose on loose leaf paper
the deepest parts of your brain

To show that someone the truth
tell them everything until there’s nothing left to say


is the very definition of fear
 
That brief moment, after you've stopped but before they've began
When you wait for their face to fastidiously foreshadow their first thoughts
Terror
 
When you see the touch of a smile break
That beautiful smile prefacing the words you were dying to hear deep in your heart
Exhiliration

 

That connection formed in that moment is what we all dream about
Love

Standing face to face, bare
examining every inch of each other
with nothing but acceptance in your hearts and minds

It’s everything we’re raised to want
what we’re told we need and must have to be happy
 

I thought I had it

I didn't

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