The world didn't exist when I was beside her.
We'd sing songs in homage the night sky on the highway.
The air wasn't allowed between us when we slept.
Her body held a treasure that I'd kiss her so deep to find.
She saw her future in me and planted herself as that seed ready to grow.
But that seed was planted outside my wall, my great wall.
My great wall that I was so proud of.
An inpenetrable gate, tall and strong, never to be opened.
But she waited. By god she waited and she waited some more.
What I was protecting behind that wall was so precious to me, that I didn't see her standing by the gate waiting to give me all of her.
I thwarted her. I turned her away.
When she pulled her roots out, I realised that under the wall, the earth of my core, my own roots had entangled with hers and it ripped the ground from under me as she walked away.
Now my wall protects nothing. It's hollow ground. I searched for what I was protecting hoping I could lean on it to save me, but it wasn't there. It never was.
She is to be my new diamond to protect. She is supposed to be the world my great wall surrounds.
I am to protect her the way she wants to protect my heart.
I am to let her in.
She needs to grow in me and with me.
My exposed roots bleed and wait for her.
The gate is open.
