If someday you look for me…
Do it in my corner…
The one where I dream of you…
The same one where my pain is transformed into certainties…
Where I keep the moments I’ve lived safe….
And when I close my eyes…
If you see me smile….
Don’t hesitate….
Because you must know something….
I smile for everything I’ve lived….
I long for the moments I’ll live…
But I also smile at the memory of you smiling at me.
Because that …. is my corner.
Nobody or very few know my favorite color…
My favorite movie…
What I do when I’m overwhelmed by what surrounds me, what scares me, what I…
Nobody or very few know who I really am.
People know me as a different person than what I am, in some part because of me, it’s a tremendous toll to be yourself in this world….
But if you can get me to open up to you….
If a small glimmer of my soul appears to you and you welcome it….
If you manage to find part of who I really am…
I must confess that it is because I am at ease with you…
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