Under- vs Over-exposed

I sit here tonight, so cold, drinking my tea, cant stop shivering so I figure I'd blog.

There is a fine line between being under and over-exposed. I do my best to keep that line covered, but I always knew that one day, that line would be wiped away.

I gave a dear dear friend of mine my link to my blog and he read it. Made me nervous, cause even though this is exposed, I do so more in my writing then verbally. He knows me better then I realized, he saw right through it, and my masks. He knows Im not as strong as I try to be. My reaction? I am glad. He is one of the very few if not the only that knows me that well.

It made me cry, but not in a bad way. It made me feel so good that no matter what I say or do, someone knows how I really am. Makes his offer as a 'shoulder to cry on' even that more valuable to me. People like that, especially in my life are almost non-existant. I know Im not great at opening up, I know thats hard to believe, but when I let my guard down I feel a bit vulnerable. But with him, I have nothing to worry about. HE hasnt run off screaming for the hills reading what I have written (yet anyways lol).

See now that is the type of guy I want in my life. Someone, that sees through my facade, someone that will not run, but hold me and let me cry if I feel the need. Hmm, wonder if I can take some of him and build that guy? lol.