It doesn't come as a whisper,
it is actually crystal clear,
'I want you' he says,
and my lungs seem to run out of air.

How does he know he wants me,
have I not told him enough?
I hate being uncertain,
so I swallow and try to toughen up.

I start with a few questions,
but quickly loose all structure and words,
I am so taken aback,
all I can do is look at him and lean forwards.

His lips are so soft,
gentle if you may,
he holds my heart in his heart,
and has since the walk that first day.

But it really scares me,
how much damage he can do,
what if this doesn't work,
what if it really is too good to be true?

What if he lacks patience,
what if I am too much for him to hold,
what if he doesn't like the corners of my heart,
what if my personality is too bold.

I know the 'what if' is a part of the risk,
part of the choice that I must make,
I know it would hurt like hell,
but it wouldn't be the first time my heart break.

So I take a deep breath,
then I take another two,
smiling I gather myself,
then say "I also want you".