Unspoken: I am afraid because with you, I have not worn my heart on my sleeve...

invariablychanging:

I am afraid because

with you,

I have not worn

my heart on my sleeve

but rather in my palms,

I held it out like a handful of sand

forgetting how difficult it was

to keep things like that

from slipping away.

I am afraid because

with you,

I am an open closet.

And there is nothing…