Broken Open

Tonight, it finally happened.
You finally got to me.
You saw me start to slip
and let me fall
deep into myself.
You let me think about it all
and didn't stop me when I started to say too much.

Every single secret,
the reasoning behind each scar,
the explanation behind each action;
you now know it all.

And I can't help but feel
so naked.
I feel so vulnerable,
transparent.

You sleep next to me so soundly,
satisfied with your bounty of information.
Your arms have been around me a thousand times
and yet they've never felt so real.

You know every part of me now,
from the darkest corner to the deepest sea
of secret memories
and repressed imagery.

You've seen my very soul.

I don't know what to feel
other than sleepy,
safe,
and
unguarded.