Promise me you won't hate me. Promise me you won't change after all this. Promise you won't say a word. Promise. What a beautiful yet breakable word. Can't you trust me to keep my promise? There is never a sure answer as to if one can. Time changes a person, yet in the end is irrelevant! Why does one think they know a person when they truly do not?! There are different sides to people. Often the secret is a side they are not willing to show. This is how my secret is. It is a side I am not willing to show. This side of me that does not open up over time. It is a beast that I can see the beauty in. What is this secret? (many think) it is hidden within each of these passages. Once the conclusion is approaching the secret will reveal itself. Keep your eyes open.
