Blurred Lines

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I've been in love with my best friend for years.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The problem?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He thinks I'm straight.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And now that I share a dorm with him his insistent need to cuddle -and lack of clothes- are blurring the careful lines I've drawn.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'm struggling to keep my defenses up.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I love him but I'm afraid.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Afraid I'm not enough to make him stay.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Afraid he'll rip my heart out.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Afraid he won't love me back.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But I see a side of him no one else does.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>In the security of our room he lets his mask fall.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Lets me hold him.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Something lurks in the dark recesses of his mind that keeps him from going all in.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He's just as hesitant about this as I am but I don't understand why.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Can I convince him to let me love him the way he deserves...</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>or will he take my heart and run away with it?</span></p>