Stripped Down...

Stripped Down...

When I met you, I knew you were different then anyone I had ever met. You hadn't been open to love and that was a concept so foreign to me that it often felt like we didn't speak the same language. I've never seen gated so guarded, walls so high, or a heart so impossible to breach. I knew once one got inside, it would be the most warming, cozy, and magical place. I wanted to try to climb the walls and hop the fence. It wasn't possible.

The more you pushed me back, the harder it was to get inside, the more I wanted to let you know more of me. I wanted to strip myself of all my make-up and of any clothing that could deceive you from my natural form. I wanted to rid myself of anything that wasn't purely me. I had musings of us together, laughing, living, enjoying every moment. When you left I wanted to become pen pals. I wanted to put my pen to physical paper and tell you everything that my heart could feel and everything that I hid from the rest of the world. I held back. I didn't think it would bring me any closer. 

I knew I had to just sit and wait. I had to wait and continue with an open heart until one day, I could simply ask the guard to let me in and the gates opened. 

 Vintage Tee found on Abbot Kinney

Vintage Tee found on Abbot Kinney