I am afraid.
Afraid to open my heart up to anyone else.
Afraid you’ll crush it in the palm of your hand.
Afraid that you’ll be just like the others.
Afraid that I won’t be who you really want.
I have this need to know for certain before I open up at all.
I don’t want to put my feelings out there, only to be broken yet again.
The past has made me fragile.
I just want to be in safe arms.
Tell me that I am secure.