I was afraid of showing my emotions.
Afraid that they will take advantage of me so instead I turned my pain into power. I built a wall around myself, pushing away the people that tried to break through.
I was young when I lost everything. People pitied me and I hated that.
I showed them that I didn't want to be saved but deep down I knew I was lying to myself. I wanted to go somewhere and scream as loud as I could. I wanted to pull my heart out and burn it and be heartless.
I was afraid of being destroyed by someone but what I didn't know was that, I was slowly destroying myself.
People feared me and thought I had it all, I did but it wasn't enough.
Everyone had someone to turn to during their darkest days. I had no one.
All I ever wished for was for someone to put me in bed and stroke my hair telling me that everything will be okay. That I don't have to be strong all the time.
I thought love was something that made you weak.
I thought it was stupid.
That is until I met him...