i want to write it down,
everything.
but i feel that the moment i do,
you'll disappear.

i'm scared that the minute i start wanting it
(more than i already do)
you'll vanish
(again)

i feel like once i started caring
you pulled away
(again)

i'm always honest,
an open book,
if you will.
i'll always tell you how i feel
but what happens when you stop wanting to read?