we always 
hide behind 
many things.

these smoke screens
in order 
to hide what 
we really feel... 

and sometimes we 
find ourselves sending 
out the wrong 
signals... 
an intake of air 
that was too long...
a sigh..
a flutter of 
the eyelashes...
the twitch of a finger...

like honey bees 
doing a secret dance
a slight move 
can change it all
break our friendships
let our masks crack...
and fall.

xoxo
Kyelle