True Love Poem by empty shell

Yes my brothers and sisters
The ones who have seen the unicorn
The ones that have held the four-leaf clover
Those born on the 29 of February
I understand
I see your wistful look
Your nonchalant nod
Your hidden wink
I understand, tell no one
Who would I tell?
Who would believe me?
Who would benefit from knowing?
I will not tell those I hate,
for fear that they would find it
I will not tell those I love,
in fear of them never finding it
I can only tell you,
my brothers and sisters
I have seen it
I have held it
I have lived
True love exists