My dearest Mei Mei
June 4, 2008
I trust you more than most. I divulge to you the deepest breaths of my soul, along with the shallowist whims of my skin. I love you. I need you to trust me too. To know that I am not unlovable. Untrustable. I don’t understand. If this is who you are, why can’t I know the real you? The one beneath the skin? I don’t understand…I would take you no matter what you are. I love you…I hate unrequited trust. Love. I…it hurts more than you could understand. The secret isn’t what is bothering me. It’s the fact that you are keeping it.
