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.