Secrets

I’ve got secrets
Tucked away deep in my heart.
I’m still waiting for the right person to tell them to.
I hope to find you soon
Because I feel like I’m going to burst.
What if you’re sitting right in front of me?
And have been the whole time?
I hope that’s not the case.
That I have made myself blind.

Will I ever tell these secrets?
Or am I just going to have to hold it in
Just a bit longer?