His retreat into self was his safety. An imaginary wall that took years of hurt and betrayal to construct.

Then you, in a touch, in a second, you broke down what took years to build.

Now look at him, he smiles when you make him happy, he sits quietly when you make him mad, and he misses you like crazy when you're not there.

He's the guy who stays up late just to hear your voice. He's the 3:00am pillow as you fall to sleep, he's you're good morning kiss on a warm Sunday morning.

He's a second chance and unlike a secret  you can't let a second chance go.

You are the perfect compliment to each other, he helps you stay grounded and you help him fly.

He believes in the impossible because he's been through the unthinkable. You are his impossible.

But, will he walk away, will you let him. Or will you grab his hand and never let go.

He can make the excuse to stay, but it's up to you, it's always been up to you.

Spires...