THE RIDICULOUS UNTOLD

What's with a secret? It generates suspicion.

It can be noticed by a tensed glance. A refrained talk. A delayed response. An altered mood. A sober kiss.
Eyes deliberately closed like it imagine someone else. An intermittent connection. A hidden friends list. A bundle of too-good-to-be-true words. A fake smile. An irritated grin. An unexcited voice.
What's with a secret? A bucket of doubts and a wrap of dismay. A cold shoulder. An aloof stare at  the wall.
Secrets create vulnerability to the existence of genuine love. Secrets should be told as part of respect and care. If one prudently neglects to tell secrets, he doesn't really give a damn about a lasting relationship.
A half-truth does make a lie; Truth is ALL or NOTHING. 

I got time and he's got secrets! Sad.

LOST IN LOVE

I wanted to get lost  in a conversation that pours out all secrecy from the hearts.
I wanted to get lost in an intimate moment that whispers and meant to say ïloveyou with a passionate kiss.
I wanted to get lost in a romantic gaze that brings the feeling of being needed and wanted besides all the silly imperfections.
I wanted to get lost in a touch that chills me to my bones ,esteemed that it will be everything that will ever be desired.
I wanted to get lost in a romantic instant where hearts skip a beat with every intimate glance.
I wanted to get lost in a chance that finds the one who will appreciate me and believe in me more than I do believe in myself.
I wanted to get lost in a DREAM that finds someone meant to be with me forever.

 And if any of these gets me lost, I pray it leads me to a LOVE that longs to hold my hand til the end. By then, I can move mountains to give all the love in the world.