There is someone I let read me; br like an open book. br For everyone else; the story would be br written with invisible ink. br There is someone whom I let see all of me; br all that I am, was and will be. br There is someone who I can be human with; br they don't mind if I make mistakes. br There is someone that I let into my heart; br they see my emotions at their best and worst. br There is someone that I tell about my day; br even the bad bits. br This person, I let see me; br at my weakest; br my strongest; br my best and my worst.