i know you like me. i don't want to make the first move because i am afraid, not of you but the fact you may not like the way my lips press into yours, the way i would lose myself in you. i am afraid if i give you my all i wont get your all in return. oh how i want to lay under the stars with you, talking about the world like it is new to us. i feel as if i give to you, you may not enjoy my pain that comes with my love. i am afraid.