Through the Crevice

To a point of trust. There is no such barrier as insecurity. In over one hundred pictures you are free to do as you please. Intuition doesn't lie. A sudden sensation that strikes out the blue. Theres no need for passwords or indiscreet glances. A rare case trust comes into question. A certain closure that adjusts to a overwhelming thought. A sudden reach or pull confirms this serious accusation. Things change. A subtle glance to remember the way things use to be. In over one hundred different pictures I witnessed your body language begin to change. In over one hundred different ways you hid pieces of yourself behind a password. In a world where we are free to do as we please. You decided to hide yourself. Second guessing that truth would never find the light. Appearing against the phone of a random stranger. Another secret. A light to peek through the crevice