Slipping away

Don't you feel how softly my fingertips move over your warm skin? Don't you see my soul is exposed in my eyes and I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve? Don't you know I love you? I wish I didn't feel this way. The intensity scares me, because I'm not sure you feel the same way. My touch is only a dream for now, but I see you when I close my eyes and I can almost touch you. Your face is above mine and I'm holding onto you tightly. I never want to let go. Love come and goes and losing you almost destroyed me once. I want to know things, but the truth will hurt me. I do not want to relive that again, but I feel you slipping away.