First loves, I've learned can cut to the quick because we haven't quiet learned yet how to conceal our worst qualities There is a certain magnetism in someone who has seen our deepest flaws but chooses to love us despite them there is a humbling awe in such acceptance Not to insinuate that later lovers would not be as generous of heart rather that the older we get the less chance we give them After adolescence we get so good at hiding away all the parts of ourselves that we aren't proud of hidden under a heavy layer of secret shame Only those who've always known me have seen who I truly am unedited before I crafted the silk screen of self I've erected for protection No opinion of love or hate can touch me as it once did there is a certain safety in isolation but the soul withers without sunlight Unconditional love is hard to come by when you won't allow yourself to be known maybe the world would surprise me but I fear I'll never let myself find out
Protect the Innocent 