I was

cold,

distant

detached,

withdrawn,

from the world around me.

Walls of solid, frozen, ice,

strong and hard as diamond,

I built all around me,

completely impenetrable.

Ice picks,

were toothpicks in their presence,

against my looming frozen forts,

no one could break it down,

or even chip it a little.

They gave up in the end.

One by one,

they left.

I guess,

that’s the point of walls,

right?

Protection,

so no one can ever get in.

But I wasn’t happy.

As I watched from my palace of ice,

people leaving,

one by one.

Abandoning me.

I broke down in tears.

I wanted warmth.

I wanted comfort.

I wanted love.

No one cared.

No one wrapped me with warm woollen blankets.

No one sat beside me while I cried myself to sleep.

No one hugged me to give me the warmth and closeness,

that I desperately craved for.

No one kissed away my tears that froze over.

Perhaps I asked for it.

I never held out my hand and reached out.

I never asked for the help and love I knew I needed.

I was so damn stubborn,

too damn proud,

or maybe just too damn pathetic.

***

Then you came along,

comforted me,

with all your warmth,

and fiery compassion,

fuelled by your love.

You cared.

You wrapped me with the warm woollen blankets called, “love”

You sat beside me while I cried myself to sleep, giving me your silent support.

You hugged me, giving me the warmth and closeness,

that I always desperately craved for.

You kissed away my tears that froze over,

one by one.

And one by one,

my walls melted.

And then,

all around me,

the walls came crashing down.