I know how hard it is to expose yourself. You don't want me to worry or be sad because of you. So you put on a mask and pretend like everything is okay, when I know that you are dying inside.

You don't have to hide yourself from me. You don't have to show me the exterior.

Do you not trust me enough? Do you not trust me enough to know that I'll always be here, that I won't try to hurt you in any way?

You can keep on pretending. You can keep on smiling. You can keep on showing others that you are always this happy and talkative person.

But I would always know that you are not always okay.

And it would always break my heart to see how a precious person like you, would pretend just to be accepted and to fit in.