Endless conversations

   What will she think  of me,when every single secret is out? What will she want from me, when she can predict every single date we go on? Am I a simple hour-glass, slowly ceasing with time? Love is trusting that person with your deepest feelings, trusting them with everything that makes "you", you. Why is it worth it?Why trust?Why have eight hour conversations and tell them every aspect of your short lived life. Maybe you feel the need to let out, let go of some of the past that haunts you . Or maybe sharing helps heal some of the old wounds that still sting late at night when your mind is empty. Ill walk the infinite road, reveal my most secretive layers and hope for the best. Afinal, sou apenas humano,não?