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secrets are like sand

published: 2015-05-02

I told someone a secret the other day. Four people before that. Ten, in total maybe. I told them not to tell anyone. I want to believe they won’t. Betrayal comes in many forms though: You can tell someone a secret and instantly feel how their opinion of you has changed.
Recently, a man told me his secret after I had told him mine. We were lingering in the high of escape into each other, of whispers and reality lost between sheets.
“Secrets are like sand,” he said, “they stick to the skin, creep under doors into homes. Don’t tell anyone your secret.”
We shouldn’t have, is what he was saying. I’ll probably never see him again.

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