i hate how you make me feel like a bubble
that can burst with just your touch.

yet i long to be caressed 
by your hands and into your arms.

please, hold me.
i don't mind if i pop.

please, hug me.
i don't mind if i burst.

please, kiss me.
i don't mind if this fragile heart of mine explodes.

let them hear the sounds, the noise
and the echoes contained in this tiny bubble.