i don’t know why i’m so scared to talk to you. i like you. you like me. but what if it doesn’t work out. what if i get my heart broken again. i don’t think i could live through that again. but if i live my life without taking chances, am i really living? but i’m scared. i’m waiting for you to make the first move. but what if you’re scared too? do we let this opportunity pass us by or do i take it and see what happens.. i guess we’ll never know…