Fragility
Loving you.
It's dangerous
It is like running inside an oval.
Keeping track, my mind always in a race.
No matter how far I go, it's always close in the back of my mind.
It's dangerous.
Especially since there's a fragility to me.
I'm made of glass.
A small force is enough to make me shatter.
The friction against my skin is enough to make me chip
I must avoid you.
I can't shatter.