At first, a cascade of confessions fell,
Words tumbled, thinking you’d dismiss them all.
Strangers, yet I spilled secrets without a wall,
Believing you’d leave, not caught under my spell.
Labeled the odd, my heart a silent vault,
To those near, my deepest truths I’d withhold.
But you drew out tales so brash and bold,
In your presence, my usual guards would halt.
I’ve realized now what I seek to find:
A bond profound, where souls and hearts entwined.