Afraid to know what will happen

I'm afraid to take a step towards you because I don't know what'll happen.

I don't want to go there, it's the unknown,
But you're so pretty, and my mind's just blown.
I want to be able to say that you're the one,
But inside me, I know it isn't the way things are done.

I'd love to pour out my heart for someone to snatch.
More specifically, throwing it out for you to catch.
Cause your voice is so soothing to my little ears,
And you don't mind it when I tell you all my fears.

Is it even possible to make this work? Of course not.
How does it work when talking is all that we've got?
I don't think you know how much I think about you.
I don't even know why, it's just what you do.

I know it'll all end up in flames in the end,
And I can't let that happen to my precious Godsend.
Maybe if I'm willing just to throw it all away,
Maybe if breaking up would eventually become okay.

Only then, could I ask you out to be the girl for me.
I don't plan on that happening, so we'll just wait and see.