Chapter ten

I could never hate you

For you were the one to teach me

How to love.

Nobody truly knows me

They only see

What I chose to let them

They see a version of me

While I am hiding all the things

They would be most afraid of.

I always dread the last kiss we share

On the step of the train

A minute before it leaves

Because I can never be certain

That there will be another one again.

-Young love in distance