My Keeper
I am not one to be an open book,
and yet when it comes to you
nothing is ever a secret.
The things i try to hide
you find and hold it in your heart.
Locked away and hidden from
the prying eyes of others.
You hold on as if it were to fly away
like a restless bird locked in a cage
waiting, hoping to be freed.
Not one word has ever escaped
your lips of my secret, not even a breath.
But there is one secret you
shall never know.
A longing to be with you
and though I know this may
never come true.
It is more like a dream, tucked away
in the back of my mind.
Only appearing ever so often, and if you
were ever to find out this little dream of mine.
All Shall fade, my world of dreams will
cease to exist.
And I? I will be alone with only the
memories to keep me company.
And if you do accept my dream,
Will you hold on to me like all the secrets?
Would you fear that one day you will
have to free me?
I hope so.
So I will hold on to my little dream.
Tuck it into the back of my head.
And if you ever find my dream, I hope
you'll keep it and not let it go.
I'll be here waiting, dreaming, hoping
that one day my dream will flourish and
become a dream no more... But become my reality.
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