My life has been nothing but a wall of bricks, one by one I put them place. Taking care not to miss any open spot.

 You came into my life, holding a chisel and hammer. Taking the time pounding away at the cracks in the wall.

 Slowly but surely the wall began to give way my wall started to crumble. All the while, I had not noticed, I did not see the walls coming down little by little. With each chip you made, you went a little deeper in my heart.

We grew close, our hearts grew together. Looking to each other for love and support. We each gave each other a part of ourselves. Our love, our pain. Our laughter and joys.

 I don’t know when or how, but my walls had finally come down. I never saw it coming, but suddenly, there were pieces scattered all around.

 And as I looked around at the pieces, that lay on the ground, I looked over and around you, I saw a fresh pile of brick, and mortar that was wet.

There I stood, watching carefully. Was I blinded the entire time? Was this a wall going up?

All I could do was stand there, in awe and wonder. Wondering what was happening.  

I took your chisel. I took your hammer. I tried desperately To take down what I saw you build.

 For each brick I removed, four went back in its place. The wall is just about complete. I stand here exhausted, and heavy. My work has been in vain.  

The love we once shared, has been cast to the side. Your wall is heavy and thick. Carefully you make sure You seal each crack left open, for no one to enter.

 I look around me now. My own pieces lying on the ground. I pick up the brick, I take the mortar, I begin to build a fortress. A fortress so strong and so tall. A wall so strong, that no chisel or hammer shall ever gain entrance again. Shutting myself off from the world once again.

This time to never return. No more will the pain get through. No more will the sorrow have a chance to flow. My heart is no longer open. For the fear if the walls come down again, it will be the end.

---Tatty---