You had defenses,
your towering walls.
They were unbreakable,
and you never opened them.
I wanted to tear them down
so badly.
I'm glad you didn't.
I thought if I could try,
I would be helping you.
But I see now,
that's not how you work.
You don't need your walls
to be broken.
You need to be peeled,
layer by layer.
Only when you want me to,
only when you trust me with more.
It comes with time.
I shouldn't tear down anything,
because I want to.
I should take whatever you offer,
and be content with it.
You've peeled so much for me,
and an I am thankful for it.
Because I see the real you.