Complications

There are truths I can't tell you.

And there are lies

that make me look good.

It's all messy inbetween.

You probably know me,

some deep dishes that surrounds my story.

But there are chapters missing...

Don't be quick to conclude

on what stays hidden.

I can pretend to smile in real time,

although the cannon ball of tears sheltered behind my smile

could be traced back to the missing chapters locked away

in my mind.

We all have a unit for this mind-drive.

A storage of thousands of memories

that must never see the light.

I would tell you mine if it was healthy.

The good stuff could come in handy.

The level of trust that we both need

takes a minute to build

and a nanosecond to destroy.

This not an excuse to devour what we have,

neither is it a loophole to be unfaithful.

I hope we can thrive

irrespective of the complications that may arise.

It takes one to agree,

and two to disagree.

Lets meet as one,

and never two.