Proximity makes me want to unwilling embrace you. It feels that I could actually feel your heartbeat pounding against mine. Is it your actions or my own emotions that made me feel so vulnerable? In the rain, I felt so sick. I wish I could just run away from you. Far away in a warm and secure place.
Yet, you appeared so reliable and trustworthy. I could not see you as more than a friend, a confidant.
Because my conscience tells me you feel otherwise.