Scared of Love

You… Beauty like no other. Eyes that hold the stars hostage, Lips that calm storms, Hair so perfect… it humbles the night. And then there’s me. The broken man. Walls higher than the greatest walls, Built to keep the world out. On the outside, stone. On the inside… A soul that won’t stop crying. It wasn’t always like this. I swear. No. Once, I opened the gates. I trusted. They came in… and shattered me. So I locked the doors. Suddenly I was “cold.” “Cruel.” The villain in their story. Then you appeared. Strong. Beautiful. A smile like sunlight after years of rain. Eyes sharp enough to slice through my armor. And that hair… I swear the moon goddess turned away in envy. I want you. No. Not to possess. But to hold. To protect. To cherish. Really, Not as an object. But as my partner, an equal. But when it mattered most, My fear wore the mask of hatred. I didn’t speak of love… No, I pushed you away. I love you I swear I do. I would break mountains for you. But why would you choose… A man who’s more fortress than home? I’m sorry. Truly, I am. I want love… but, I’m just scared.