ourselves raze our sleeveless selves at full extension warmed by the light of the day's yellow moon 130311 ... Risen We could say we are scared of losing a friendship. Of changing it. I can say I want to do the noble thing. That I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to. She can say I deserve to be someone's everything, not someone's sometimes. She is afraid of me wanting more. I bite back a comment about how I've been someone's everything, and being her friend is worth so much more... Let alone... But in scared she will think I'm trying to convince her. She can say she doesn't trust herself. She is scared. I am scared too. But most of all, I think we are scared of taking off the masks, pulling down the filters, opening up... Scared of being ourselves. 130312 what's it to you? who go blather from