We put our best out there.
Explain our truths, our lies and why we are flawed.
Divulge our secrets, let down our mask and breath.

But just for a moment.

Then the wall goes up.
The sentences are short.
Words get colder and secrets are never spoken of.

The moments we allow ourselves to give in and be weak for just a moment is the time that I treasure. No insecurities, no worries. Just two people having a conversation and getting to know one another. The raw beautiful selves that we all are.

When that moment passes, I will hold on to the times my heart would flutter with every breath and every touch. That feeling you wish you could feel forever. The raw passion of being “ok” for just one night.

The wonder will haunt your brain. It will cloud your judgment and stay there. Not knowing if you are the only one thinking about those moments, about the smiles and the laughter.

In the end, it is time. Time will always tell the truth about what happens to us. Happy endings or a story that goes up in flames, make it worth it. The characters we let in our stories are our choices. We are the directors and casting crew for this major motion picture we call life.

I have time for now, just grant me patience.