No Secrets

There are some people in whom I confide;
You are not one of them. But hear me out:
Those I confide in I call to my side
To tell my problems, and my secret doubt,
To pour my fears into their willing ears
And lean on in the hardest times of life.
By contrast, you already know my fears.
I talk to you regardless of all strife
And of its absence. I will talk to you
Telling you everything no matter what.
What I confide to them you always knew.
So I do not confide in you, then, but
I do much more. I have no secrets of
My soul left to confide in you my love.