Secret Place

I keep all of your love letters
in my secret little box
in my secret little place
where I can go when you’re not around.
There, I can miss you when no one’s watching.
Only those letters see
every tear that falls
and stains those perfect characters
that you wrote by hand,
the ones I treasure.
It’s almost like you’re there with me,
in my secret place.
Because only you see me
when I’m hiding,
when my mask is off
and the tears are falling.