It’s a wonder this heart doesn’t shatter. I throw it against so many walls. Walls I have built. We all build walls, don’t we? I mean, they’re the only things that seem to keep the monsters out.
But what happens when those same walls, the ones which were intended for our own good only begin to harm us? Often times they harm us more than the monsters we are trying to keep out would.
Soon enough we begin to push everything out. We build so many walls that nothing can get in. Not even the good things. Not even love.
Why does this happen? Why? Can you tell me? No? I can’t either.
And this is what scares me.
I’ll let my walls down. But you need to promise to protect me.