On fire

Girl, you are driving me crazy -- in the best way possible.

You see, I think you're awesome. You're sweet, you're sexy, you're funny, you're kind... You're everything a Dragon could hope for.

Yet I am fearful to let myself go.

Do not think for a moment that I did not mean what I said -- I do. Do not think that I don't believe you -- I do.

It is hard for me to explain my anxiety without giving the wrong impression. It's not that I don't want you, but I think I fear to go too fast.

It is not long since last I had a girl, and I find myself craving love and intimacy. I also found myself projecting those on people that I shouldn't or wouldn't.

I fear, not for hurting myself, but for hurting you. By going too fast, by building on foundations that might not be as strong as I would like them to be.

I do want you. But I don't want it all, yet.

Does that make sense? Am I sounding bitter? I don't know. But I do know that you've turned my world upside down.

Baby, you're hot. And I'm on fire. Don't let me burn up all at once.