Keep it to yourself.

You seem so lovely. You have already captivated me with some of the things you've told me. I'm not sure who you really are. But I want to find out. I get this sensation every time I think of you. You stand out to me like the white wolf within hundreds of brown ones. Something is pulling me to you, and it's got a very tight grip on me. How delusional to think that there could never be someone, better than the previous one. I'm so afraid though. Afraid of letting my guard down, knowing that you have the ability to destroy me. Once again like the others have. You're beautiful and even beyond it. It all though, just seems too much, I will not be able to handle it. So I'm sorry but, I can't take another chance in love, for I know I will fail once again.