because yours is the only mouth I want to kiss
yours is the only hand I’d allow to hold mine

innocence; soft touches,
knees brushing against knees
and it makes my heart jump,
sink deeper into my chest,
unwillingly,
not knowing whether or not to cry out in fear and desperation

because we don’t allow ourselves to feel love so deeply because we know ourselves and what if we’d go too far to save this feeling?