I have become too skilled at sounding open while remaining hidden

Dear Delyara, That’s what worries me. Not that I hide. That I hide elegantly. I can say enough to appear honest. Enough to keep intimacy moving. Enough to satisfy the room without fully surrendering the center. It feels polished, almost healthy, until I realize afterward how absent I actually was. I’m tired of partial presence. Even when it protects me. Especially then.