not everything, but enough.

i suppose you haven't noticed how sharp were your words, those you spoke so easily, so spontaneously. or perhaps you noticed it, all right, but thought that i would dodge the blow with ease, or at least parry it. i did nothing though, and let it cut right through me. sometimes we must not avoid the pain, and as far as you are concerned, i believe the best i can do is to embrace it. it won't kill me, that's for sure.

anyway.

have you also noticed how i've told you enough to keep you happy without telling you what really mattered? probably you have noticed it - or you should have, at least - because i don't really have a poker face and i let out too many things.