Jul 27, 2006 00:12
A secret? What nature of secret would you like to know? That'd be the more appropriate question to be asked of me at this point. I harbor many secrets of a delicate nature, those that are kept locked away in a place deeper than my heart and others that are less hidden, only to be revealed to a person that takes the time to look for them.
When I was a child, my secrets were precious to me. Reggie and I pretended to share life lessons with each other when we were far too young to begin to comprehend their reasons and meanings. I adored those times, all of which have become locked away secrets and promises, never to be revealed again.
My greatest secret, though? Of all time? I'm wretchedly unhappy. I never speak of that unhappiness to anyone, since it's futile to believe the world would want to listen to that sort of lamenting from one as lovely and fortunate as myself. But where does the satiation come from now, during these times? Through companionship, love, adoration .. the things we're forced to live without as Kindred in the shadows.
I miss the beauty of sunlight in my hair and on my skin, where I could laugh aloud and not .. fear what would come of a few moments' happiness.