You wanted to know everything.
I told you so much
more than anyone else.
You asked for more.
I want to tell you
my favorite superhero.
But I can’t.
He lives in secrets.
I want to tell you
about my day.
But I can’t.
It lives in shadows.
I want to tell you
I knew it was her birthday.
But I can’t.
You weren’t available.
I want to tell you
how proud I am of you.
But I can’t.
It’s not my place.
I want to tell you
how special you make me feel.
But I can’t,
when I’m kept hidden.
I want to tell you
everything.
But all I was allowed to say
was nothing.