Risk

Risk

Can I tell you all my truth?
Will you suddenly see clearly I am flawed and unworthy of you?
My heart fears your judgment and possible rejection.
I’ve come to understand my choices.
I have forgiven myself.
Can you?
You, who are bound by honor, living in denial because of your integrity.
You look for a way to hate me.
You seek a glimpse of something that will make you stop caring.
How can I show you my truth, knowing it could be that which you seek?
I have forgiven myself.
Can you?
This is the risk I face.
Do I reveal myself completely to you knowing you might walk away
or
Do I keep this bit of me hidden from you?
I want you to know me completely, but

I am afraid.

I have forgiven myself.

But, can you?