My smallest of sorrows is healed by you,
and in my happiest of moments, you too are happy.

My stealthiest of secrets you keep as it is,
without spreading it as a matter to gossip.

What I like and what I don’t?
You’re the only one who knows them all,
it is because I trust you.

I tell everything to you, my sorrows, delights,
secrets, likes and dislikes,
just because I believe you,
and I, have faith in you.