By jb swallowthemoon@angelfire.com
Date: 6 November 1999

there is always an opposite

I never realized that I have such prison walls
set up around my heart, to keep attackers out
I only knew that I would not trust you
or anyone else at my heart's door 
giving away delicious, red apples
out of a harmless looking basket

And I am sorry to say that even though 
I have let you in these walls and you are hiding with me
I still have more walls in layers
that I did not even realize I had put up
So I feel awful that you keep climbing in 
only to find that your obstacle course is not yet finished

See, I think that there must be a correlation to the number of walls
and the number of times I have let someone inside
And when you take the time to battle me and love me and scale
these lonely, trembling barriers
to look into my eyes and mean what you say in the morning
that is when they tumble down

And if I forget to tell you when you conquer 
when you succeed and I find you on this side of my heart
If I am standing there with my mouth agape
as if I did not want you there, please know:
It is because I did not believe that anyone would get through
But, you, I hope you stay here with me, I want you for forever