dear future lover,
I hope you understand if I want
to take things slow. You have
to understand that I don't
easily open up to people. I
build walls. Lots of them. But
if you're lucky, the walls in
your name will have windows
and maybe even doors. And
maybe time and tenderness will
erode the walls, brick by brick.
And they will never be completely
gone but because of you they
will be ancient ruines. I hope
I'm worth the effort in the
end but I'm afraid that maybe
I'm not. Just know that if
I give you windowsin your
walls, we've got a shot. And
I hope that's enough.
