Blue Eyes and Other Sources of Drowning

Vulnerability

I'm so afraid to be vulnerable. To give you more signs that I like you rather than the sublime ones I've been in order to save myself from embarrassment.
What if Iet you in to the most soft parts of me, and you melt me with your body heat alone? I don't want to bear spilling through your fingers and some of my being be lost in the process of not being caught.
Tears will burn down my face if you reject my advancing hand reaching for yours across the car divider. The sight of you retracting your hand like I am a burning flame will be forever seared in my mind.