Walls - A poem
I built the first wall when you called and ditched me
You decide one day you’re done and leave
And years later I now walk around in fear
Because what if someone else loses interest the same way you did
This first wall was built when I was just a kid
These walls are permeable
So they don’t do their job
Because I was hurt again
Because you danced with me
And told me your secrets
Decided you weren’t interested anymore
So I put my hands in my pockets
And thought maybe this is just how it’s supposed to be
Walls are built
Walls disintegrate
And they did when I met her
Hilarious, unapologetic, tender
We had fun and I was waiting for the moment
She would decide she’d had her fill and leave
But she stayed
And it was the most content I’ve ever been
Our memories weave into a braid
and rest over my right shoulder
Just when they think the coast is clear
They are met with another boulder
Because the first wall
I built with bricks of doubt
Still stands strong
This battlement is a misnomer
Because it backfires
And every time it does
I remember
I have her
But her walls were built higher than mine
It was a sign
That it was time
And now I have nothing to remember .
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