i never thought

[i would be]

willingly retelling stories of parts of my life to you
that i normally dont even want to think about.

r i s k i n g
risking it all.
risking that after you'd push me away.
risking myself.
for

y o u .

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

--youre always there,
even when everyone's too busy,
you'd always make the time.

growing closer to you through every thing we do
even through arguments.

then "but" comes into mind;;
but what if you grow tired of the things i do-
but what if you grow tired the little habits i have-
but what if you grow tired the constant things i say-

*or do-

{like how i can get shy around you > scared to say the wrong thing..}

that is it for my ramble.. after a friggin hr, these are the only things i can but into words..