The walls never scared you,
you knew breaking them down was never an option.
You didn’t come with armour
or fancy words
Instead you came bare,
only you, and you climbed my wall brick by brick.
You moved so slowly,
I never even saw you coming
Once you were in,
you didn’t try and fix me.
Instead you sat in silence
as you studied my pain
you came to understand my shame
and you loved me anyway.
I did need a Hero
but not one who came roaring in,
kicking up my dusty disgrace,
stepping on my broken pieces.
No I needed a Hero
who took his time,
one who treaded lightly.
I needed a Hero who would understand,
one who would stay regardless.
I needed a Hero who would love me gently.
I needed YOU.
Thank you for the kind words Stephanie, May you meet your Hero soon, sending you lots of love!
I love this. Everyone needs their own personal hero. Someone that will fight for us, take us just the way we are. They don’t need to charge in on a white shining horse…but rather…will tread quietly and surprise us when we realize they are already there. It’s beautiful.
Once you were in,
you didn’t try and fix me.
Instead you sat in silence
as you studied my pain
you came to understand my shame
and you loved me anyway.
This is beautiful Natasha! very profound words. I needed a hero too.