soon...

very soon... i guess.
i like what i see....
i really do.
my fear is fading...
i can feel it.

but at the same time...
i think it's still early.
i might not know you enough...
for me to surrender my heart.
till then...

i'm scared...
i still am.
i might get tired of you...
you might get sick of me.
then, the hurt will seep through again.

till then...
i'll keep on hoping.
that you will be the one...
that i've been waiting for...
that you'll come to save me.