The End of Pretending.

I can fake it
for a while... I
can wear the mask of calm with borrowed confidence...and smile...Playing the lead role in a play called I’m doing Just Fine...

But every act
has its limit... I am reaching mine...

The pretense has become heavier
than the honesty I have been avoiding... The mask has failed. The script is ripped to shreds...

I tried to hide it...
I tried to silence the longing... But some feelings
are stronger than pride...
And mine have grown too loud
to keep buried in silence... but I am drowning in the reality of you...

I admit it. I am broken at this game of being fine without you...It is hard to hide this vulnerability...

I am willing now
to be present... the strong act was temporary...

I’m hooked.
Heart, soul, and spirit.
On you.
YES!...
Carl Nicolas.