Like a turtle out of it's shell

I am naked before you

Leaving me vulnerable

I swallow my heart

not knowing how to start

talking to you

I become a tongue tied 

teenager

With her first beau

I say stupid things

some days

On paper

in 

Emails

Leaving a trail of my weakness

for you to follow

With no clear directions

Not fair I know

All I can say is

I am

sorry

By Lynn Hahn