Scared.
I wish I could discuss with you how difficult it is to for me to give you my all.
But I’m not sure if you even feel the same way about me.
And if you do, how would you take me talking to you about this?
Would it be awkward for you? Or strange?
Would you think I’m an idiot for bringing this up?
Or would you get angry with me for being this scared?
Would it hurt you?
I pray it would not.
But I’m not going to talk to you about it.
Not just yet.
I want to see where this is going.
Hopefully far.
Because even though it scares me to death, I love you.