it's strange for me to feel safe or happy
maybe because he introduced me
to insecurity, pain, and scar in the first place
they've been my best friends ever since then
and I don't know who I am without them
but you're here now
serving me a plate of devotion and love;
the one I always hoped for but never got from him
and no matter how tall my walls are
my love safety system is not sounding an alarm
how odd, I pushed you but you pulled me back
so I stopped fighting you and your ray of light
beside, in order to know happiness again
all I have to do is open the door for you, right?