You know, it's funny. They taught me to stay away from things that hurt me.

Drugs- don't do them. Alcohol- don't drink it. Razors- don't use them.

But they never taught me about the people. They said "Take chances, fall in love."

I saw people do just that and I wanted to do it too. Until I saw the heartbreak.

So I began to build up my walls, going higher and higher with each heartbreak I saw.

Although it was lonely, I stayed to myself avoiding emotional chafe.

I watched to chaos happen below me while I stayed safe.

Or that was what I thought at least.

Because along came one, particular person who seemed different.

I desprately tried to bring her to the top with me but my walls were just too high.

So I slowly removed the bricks, one layer at a time.

Because her? She was all I didn't know I wanted.

I wanted her to be with me in this disaster of a world.

Before I knew it, I was back on the ground. Almost as if I never had walls to begin with.

I soon became the open book I swore I'd never be,

 And I quickly realised that this may be the beginning of my own sad love story.

-wavyxlei