Afraid

I'm afraid
I'm
Afraid
That maybe
This will hurt you.
That maybe
This
Will fill your thoughts
And make you wonder
"What happened?"
"What did I do?"
"Where did I go wrong?"
I'm afraid
That you'll break your pretty little head
Wondering, Thinking Analysing...
I'm afraid that I'll ruin your
Perfect
Innocent
Being.

But..
Are you really
That naïve?
This innocent?
Because
It's not like
I do this without a reason
Without fearing for my own sanity
'Cause you are ruining me.
You are pulling me in
To push me away
You are holding
My hand
Caressing
My fingers
Just to let go, as soon
As I get the guts
To tug a little on yours.

You
Make me
afraid.