February 9, 2013
These secrets we keep in the deepest darkest part of our closet. Sunlight tries so hard to reach them but it's as if these secrets have their own mind, also, two feet. A lot of feet, for running. A lot of hands, for hiding their face. A lot of audacity, to stay hidden. They are pompous. So proud and confident that they can stay that way for as long as they want. They don't know that sunlight has other plans. There is a hole somewhere, a slit, a tiny crack to pass through. The day will come when it will succeed.