Who Knew

ON HOLD!

Love is a rose but you better not pick it.
It only grows when it's on the vine.
A handful of thorns and you'll know you've missed it.
You lose your love when you say the word "Mine"

What is a person like myself supposed to do when you realise you have been hiding from the world, from your family and from yourself. When you realise that the one thing you have been telling youself since the day you managed to finally succeed in showing the world your fake smile, your fake laugh and your fake happiness has indeed turned out to be a lie.
And what happens when you realise that there may be a chance at not having to hide yourself from the world because that one person who has slowly and irrevocably made their way into your heart, that one person who can can see straight through you may turn out to be your whole world