eggshells

Whenever you're near I get the feeling of crunching underfoot

Eyes fixed on you, and the surroundings, I trip and crack something with my shoe that sounds expensive...possibly even valuable

"What was that?" I wonder as I see your cheeks turn bright red and beads of sweat raise up on your forehead.

"What?" I ask "Did you hear that?"

And then it hits.

I look down to see shattered remnants of fragile feelings that were laid bare for me...for us...for love...

...and I wonder why I always seem to first discover these feelings by breaking them like eggshells.