I let my walls down.
After years, warmth finally retreated to the cold stone.
Now let me remind you that neither did I destroy my safe walls nor discard the past coldness.
I didn't grow flowers in my heart's desert to be in your menacing arms again.
I broke out of my cocoon but never asked you to be my wings.
For I still remembered when you promised to soar up with me, being my dear wings to the blue sky but instead you darted my back and I fell and broke myself.
So hard.
But they cured me.
The solitude healed me with tender kisses on my petrified tears and warm caresses on my beating cold heart.

I was just out for an exquisite tour in the country side of young love with my solitude from my calm walls.
Just a tranquil walk.
Forget our past ghosts.
For no longer did you fill me.
Once you had burnt me with your sweet lies.

I had already filled myself with someone more hollow than you.

Hollow truths were better than your concrete lies.