There are so many things
I want to tell you
so many moments I want to
feel with you
but I stop myself
for the fear of oversharing
and making a fool out of myself.

What if I tell you something
when I am being a happy blabbermouth
or, when I’m vulnerable
or, when I’m lost in your company
and then
you use it
to my disadvantage
and make me lament my naievity
once again
like all others do?