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I can see his heart ripping at the seams that I sewed myself with a kiss and a hug when I tell him, "To a point," when he asks if I trust him. And I can see the tears slipping even though he tries to be strong even when I can't for him. Or maybe I'm being too strong. Whatever it is I'm still hurting him.

I can see him pounding away at my barriers even when his blood is bleeding through. And I can see his heart screaming to let him in because he's different but my lips just whisper, "That's the point," because if he wasn't so different I wouldn't be so scared. But I guess I still wouldn't let him anyway.

But what will happen if I did drop my guard and let him break down my walls? Will I get kicked and stabbed and if I do won't it hurt more because I'm already so weak even though my outsides are stong enough to keep my insides in? Will my hopes and dreams be squandered until there's nothing left to try again this time? Will I fall harder this time if I let myself be taken under his wing? What will happen if I let him in the confines of my barely beating heart and constricted organs?

I can see his knuckles bleeding for me and his lungs screaming for me and his heart beating for me and his eyes pleading for me to let him in. And as my lips whisper "I can't," and my eyes cry out "I'm scared," my body does the real talking as I take the plunge and
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[straight into his open heart]. heart