Dear Future lover,
I hope you understand if I want to take things slow.
You have to understand that I don’t easily open up to people.
I build walls. Lots of them.
But if you’re lucky, the walls in your name will have windows and maybe even a door.
And Maybe time and tenderness will erode the walls, brick by brick.
And they will never be completely gone but because of you they will be ancient ruins.
I hope I’m worth all the effort in the end but I am afraid that maybe I’m not.
Just Know that if I give you windows in Your walls, we’re got a shot.
And I hope thats enough