Walls

Taking a step back, I try to rationalize what is happening. I can’t go through this again; people say what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger.

I’m still trying to figure out how I made it through the last 24 years without turning incredibly bitter towards this world.

I can’t trust again I can’t let anyone else in.

Our meeting was inevitable; souls that are meant to connect will also find a way.

I’ve never felt that before, I’m not quite sure what to do with it.

Slowly breaking down my walls, providing unrequested reassurance that someone is going to be there by my side.

I’ve had people there for me before; lies always coming to the surface, truth breaking free.

It’s different with you, I believe you, honesty between us by a fault.

You extinguish the fires burning around my walls — one lit for each hole in a story coming from another’s mouth.

Slowly in the essence of time but so quickly when you look at the snapshot, I got attached.

I believed too much.

It’s different with you, still to this day. I rationalize, this world has made you cold.

You are the person you told me you are, no matter how far from that you act.

The energy and passion are still in there, peaking through the darkness every so often.

Fully prepared for you to stay like this

Nothing would change, you’re still my best friend.

But what if?

What if you wake up one day as you did before and change again into the person you know you are.