KNOW ME
It’s hard, staring back at a set of eyes that do not see the true you. Not letting them in because of the uncertainty of what it might do. There are many hidden files of ones life that are kept sacred and close to their heart. I’ve learned to keep my files hidden based on the vivid fact that most will not stay and will soon depart. A delicate flower can only be put back together so many times. The stories and the excuses tend to sound like silly rhymes. Rhymes that if believed once again will only lead to hurt and pain. So as you can see there is true meaning behind my reason to restrain. The power of want and desire in another is pushing me to reveal, while distrust in the mindset of that same other is telling me to conceal. The face you see isn’t the real me, it is merely the face I choose to display. Like a carefully hidden secret, I am not what I portray. So I choose to let my guard down and take in the possibilities to come. It is now up to you to sculpt what we become. It’s amazing how showing someone the hidden colors of your soul can be as difficult as letting them go. My true intention is not to say good-bye and as you now know there is more to me then meets the eye. This is my attempt to reveal my intent on another degree, and your invitation to know the real me!~~ Andrea ~~
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