Walls

Dear you,

She's afraid of almost everything.

She's afraid to sleep in the dark. But now, bright lights suffocates her.

She's afraid of being alone but she loves her personal space.

She seems simple to read, easy to digest and open to anything. 

But, you'll find her difficult to deal with. You will give up and move on.

She feared that so much so she build her walls so high and concrete. 

Her walls are so high that it reached to the point she became comfortable living within the zone.

She refused to be reckless and let anyone in.

Surprise,surprise,

She let someone in. It was you.

She opened the door and unlock it herself. She's waiting for you. 

She's trying her best to destroy the wall, to allow you to stay and draw your path.

It was not an easy journey. There were a lot of bumps and confusing directions.

Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, years.

You lost your way and gave up. 

You let yourself out. Gone.

The walls are broken and there were traces of you. Everywhere.

She was lost. Too

Lost in her way to find you.

Now, she will build the walls back. Stronger than before. 

Will she let anyone in? 

Will the door will be opened again?

Who knows.

Thank you, next.