I have built a huge wall surrounding me to avoid people, to save myself from them . .  To save myself from the fake love, fake friendship, fake emotions they try showing. It was hard building a wall, it took days of hopelessness, helplessness to assemble every brick. But at the end I was happy in my own space, atleast I tried being happy and it worked. Then out of nowhere, through the crevices I never knew which existed, you entered my space. You entered my space struggling, moving through the strong bricks, bringing the hope. By the time you entered you were hurt externally, but I could find the emotional wounds you would never wanna show anyone. Maybe you wanted to space to hide, hide from pain and trauma. At first, I wasn't sure if I have to share my space, but gradually it became our space because the rays of hope through the crevices made me trust you.

And now I just wish you won't make me feel the emptiness in my own space. You won't right,will you?