I would love to kiss your lips, but I won’t.
I would love to hold you close, but I won’t.
I would love to share my hearts desire, but I won’t.
I care too much, and I care too deeply.
And when I hold your face in my hand, I see the hesitantly in your eyes. The desire to give in, and the worry of what giving in means.
It could end in disaster, that is what you foresee. Or it could be something wonderful, but you are to weary to find out.
There is something more than attraction there, or I could just let it go. I know you sense it, but are not sure how to deal with it.
It’s something that should be explored, but I’m happy to let it happen on your terms, for now.