michaelmknight

When you think you want to be alone, you curl up into a ball in your favourite spot, under your favourite blanket. You breath deep. You feel warm and safe but really, you want someone breaking down your walls. When you're curled up in your ball in silence, no one is there, making the effort, it makes that frown deepen, you know it does.     Everyone who has tried to break mine have gotten bored, left me to rot in a pit of my own making but no, actually, it's not of my own making, it's a pit of your empty promises. "I'm here for you" "I'm not going anywhere" "you have me" "trust me" "I love you"......these are the bricks I have