When I say I want to take it slow,
I don’t mean with our bodies.
That’s not what I’m afraid of.
It’s not the physical intimacy that scares me,
it’s the things you say to me in the darkness.
I keep a lock on my past,
a password on my pain.
I wish I could tell you what the right combination was,
because you’re going to find out eventually,
that I’m broken
But even I don’t know.
can figure it out.