Fix you-

I've loved you for a long time now. Longer than time itself. Long enough that you should know. But I never told you. I didn't want to face you to hear the truth. I didn't want to face reality. For you to hate me. Because you would never let me in.

I've seen inside your soul and out. I've seen your anger. Those walls those are high enough to reach the sky; too high to climb, to high to see inside. I've seen you cry. Once. Those walls didn't let you out again. I was on the outside. You were on the inside. We wouldn't meet. You looked so vulnerable. I wanted to make it better. I wanted to stop your tears. But you wouldn't let me. I've seen you sad. Not crying though. Your eyes were unfathomable pits, lost in your own emotion.

I've seen you mock, tease, and hurt people. Hiding your hurt behind theirs. It makes me sad. I wish you would open up the real world. Stop hiding and spread your wings. And fly.

I wish I could make it better. But you're in too deep I don't think I can. You can't trust anybody. With you, everybody's the enemy. But … I could be there for you. I know what you think. You're a boy and I'm a girl. You think I'm different. I'm not. Maybe our walls aren't in contrast. Yours are barbed wire. Sharp, dangerous, cold. It cuts and scars. And you hide behind it. Maybe mine isn't as high as yours. But on the other side I'm cowering. Because when it breaks… I don't have anything left.

I want to fix everything for you. I want you to be happy. I want you to live. To be free. I will try to fix you. But would you let me?

I'm too in love with you to let you go. You know me. I know you. Let down the walls. If you don't pick me I will still be there. I will try to fix you. Even if you hurt me in the process.


A/N. This is for all those people who have supported me through me personally and my writing. I love you- every single one of you!