scared to tell you just how I feel,
scared that you won’t tell me what I want to hear,
scared that I’ll lose you as a friend,
scared that life itself (or at least in my eyes) will be over,
scared that the day I tell you will be the day all hell will break loose,
scare that things won’t ever be the same,
but then again if I never tell you who will?
I might as well take a chance than to be scared forever.
I like when someone becomes apart of your daily routine. It’s nice to talk to someone who wants to talk to you just as much without anything feeling forced.