He had instilled in her head that no one would ever see oceans in her eyes again -- that no one would ever love her again.
Therefore, the gardens of her heart were guarded with barbed wire -- around every corner, every crevasse.
Then one day, someone started to remove the stitches However, it proved to all be lie. The feeling of rejection was all too familiar.
And when the same thing happened again, the concrete around her heart hardened. No sunshine shown into her eyes. The sound of rain was a soundtrack on repeat in her ears.