Locked by silence, covered by confused emotions, I have a secret that you will not find out. Trapped in my heart, I’ll tell you where it is but won’t show you the way. I will always hope that you discover it. I would never want you find it. Because it is a part of me that I jealously keep, I wouldn’t like someone take it. Because it is a part of me, I wish you have it. Nevertheless, I never will reveal it.
Deeply preserved, it is hot and cold, soft and hard at the same time. Like a diamond, it only has the value that we want to give. I’ll let you guess, through hidden smiles or elusive eyes, there is a secret that I will never confess. Then you’ll be the only one to know there is an unexplored depth, an invisible part of the iceberg. Even diving into my silence, ice will not crack.
It is my shelter from what disturbs me. It is my treasure collected from past adventures. It is a delight pain and a lazy joy. It’s my excuse and my advantage. It is a disabling passion. Plunged in its mysticism, I’ll secretly dream that you drown but I will never push you. Don’t approach too close and never stay far away.
When you ask me « What are you thinking about? » I will answer » Nothing. « . This will be my signal to you that I’m snorkeling.
Zyphera 