If I were too selfish to think I'd rather risk our friendship to tell you I wanted more than this. To put all my bets on hoping you'll feel the same. Would it be worth it? 

To confess or not? To keep or let it all out? 

At this point I'm afraid to open my mouth. I might spurt things that I longed to let you hear

I'm confused.. I'm afraid..

Anxious at any state, when I'm with you.