poppable proof bubbles?

do you know how long it took for me to easily share with you my feelings and problems about you? how hard it was to open that door to you? the door to my problems and conflicts with you. it was really difficult to get comfortable with communicating these things with you. i used to run to another friend and deal with it without you. it was hard but it kept things between us clean on the surface. i thought that was best for us. but you insisted and somehow made me want to run to you first after every tiny thing. you were my number one go to person. although it made things messier on the surface, deep down we grew stronger and more connected. it made our conversations more meaningful as well. dont you see that after everything that happened i still went to you instead of other people? you didnt essentially break one of the most important things down yet. i still went to you though afraid of boring and irritating you. some part of me knew that you were still the best person to comfort me. as of right now, you finally tore down what you built up. it even withstood the storms a few months back but not this. i can easily revert back to not telling you things to do with you and let us be clean and shiny on the surface. i will just handle it on my own or with my friends. you just might not know me or whats going on in my head as well anymore. we can just appear happy. i will try not to burst our bubble.