To My Select Few; I Love You

I’m told I’m selective,

Too choosy with others

To hold close in my life,

I believe I have good reason.

Its hard to open up,

Explain your life to someone

View their silent judgements,

And watch them walk away.

They never knew,

But if I become honest,

It means I value you,

It means I trust you.

So If you stay,

Accept me, and witness my weakness,

Know it’s rare,

Know you are part of my select few,

Know that I love you.