Bumper to bumper

Take the feelings of giddiness, and give me something substantial to rest my thought in.

Take the excitement and nervousness to see you, and morph it into an inexplicable comfort where I can hold my soul.

Too scared to mess up, a relationship too new to divulge every thought.

Speaking from the mind. Hearing from the heart. Touching emotion at it’s raw end. Seeing that which creates uncomfort, taking it by the hand, and leading it to safety.

But that’s not who you are, are you?

But being so, that’s not who I am, either.

I just want to talk to you, void of fear. I want you to be able to hear my heart.

But then, then what?

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