I’d like to tell you all about what you mean to me but I don’t feel like you’d want to hear about it. Or maybe I’m just looking for an excuse because I’m afraid. I’m usually brave when it comes to such matters but I have gone through/am going through a lot of things. Simply put, you’re a star. I’m not ready to lose the shine you bring to my life, if/when all hell breaks loose… not just yet. However, I know in my heart that, being this cowardly version of myself, I don’t deserve to have you light up my world. Once I pluck up the courage, it’d still be up to you to judge, but know that, right now, I can’t imagine how I’d describe the things I want to tell you about. It’s like words haven’t been made for them yet. So brace yourself.