I’ve been
Thinking of
You
And the
Thinking of
You
Makes me
Fragile
I’m afraid to
Move too
Quickly
Turn too
Suddenly
For
Fear of
Dashing myself
Against
Anything
I’m a glass
Silhouette of
Myself
And
I’m afraid
Everyone can
See right
Into
Me
For just the
Things I still
Feel for
You