There is someone I let read me; <br />like an open book. <br />For everyone else; the story would be <br />written with invisible ink. <br />There is someone whom I let see all of me; <br />all that I am, was and will be. <br />There is someone who I can be human with; <br />they don't mind if I make mistakes. <br />There is someone that I let into my heart; <br />they see my emotions at their best and worst. <br />There is someone that I tell about my day; <br />even the bad bits. <br />This person, I let see me; <br />at my weakest; <br />my strongest; <br />my best and my worst. <br />If I try to hide; they know, <br />because they can read invisible ink ;)<br /><br />LaTisha Parkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invisible-ink/
