You have walls because you've been hurt before. They were made by self realization of your worth. Someday, somehow, someway - someone will go out the way to break those walls and understand why you built them so high. To understand every piece of your story that has formed who you are.
You loved and lost. But loved doesn't mean love is over, and lost doesn't mean it can't be found. Even those most broken hearts still beat.

Wednesday, July 08, 2015
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