Posted by Anonymous on 2015/06/02 under Uncategorized You make me feel so safe. I love talking with you and being with you. You are like my medicine. Without you I’d be so lost. The fact is I like you a lot. But I have to control this feeling, for fear I will do something stupid. We are not meant to be together. So sometimes I just act cool. I’m cautious to keep a little distance. Yes, I feel protected by you. But I don’t want to feel spoiled. I’m being careful. It’s a constant battle. If I feel too happy for your sweetness, I might fall deeper for you. That can’t happen. So I need to convince myself I don’t care. Honestly, I’m not sure if I can do that. I’m kind of avoiding you not because I don’t like you, but because I’m afraid I will fall deeper for you. I like the colour of your eyes. Every time I look into your eyes, I wish you belong to me. I must hastily avert my eyes so I don’t intensify this feeling. I like you, my dear foxy.