I remember the first time i looked in his eyes

the first felt touch of unknown feelings

the first uneven amount of butterflies in the pit that was my stomach

the belief that he loved me was blinding me from creating the truth that was lying in front of me

in was all a show

completely fake, epiphany of lies, and a set full of false feelings!

thats when my walls came up

i guarded myself

he made me who i am

and im okay with that
because im okay with myself

- K.B.