glass bottle

Sometimes i just scared...
scared to lose you...
scared to offend you...
scared to hurt you...
that is why i handle you with care..
just like a glass bottle..
every time i holds it ...
i always scared...
scared that my hands will slip...
scared that somebody might push me and fall...
scared that i will left you in someplace and i forgot..

But whatever u fill with ...
whatever that u contains...
makes me feel secure again...
give me strength..
give me the power to move foward...

That is why...
i cant leave you ....
i cant hurt you...
because i ...
cant live without you....

ps: love you always glass bottle... my ff...