You've been the only one who really saw beyond the walls I built. You opened them, not with force, but with a quiet, lingering warmth that I never knew I craved. You are my anchor, my peace and sometimes my beautiful torment.
You've been the only one who really saw beyond the walls I built. You opened them, not with force, but with a quiet, lingering warmth that I never knew I craved. You are my anchor, my peace and sometimes my beautiful torment.