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I don't know what drew me to you. Hell, I might never know. But there was something about in your smile. A kind of broken beauty; a sadness I felt kin to. Something inside us both is broken and I felt I needed to be close to it. That maybe the coming together of two broken souls would fix the shattered pieces of us both. 

I want to see you smile. To feel your lips pressed to mine. To know you are mine and only mine. I know that that might not ever happen, I'm too broken, or maybe it you. Either way, I've accepted that this is fleeting. Because of that, I will cherish every stolen kiss, I will hold on to every touch, but I will not let myself fall too deeply into this. 

I will not let myself get lost in this, whatever the hell this even is. Because if I do, I may mistake this feeling of freedom for something more, and I just can't let myself feel that deeply again. The pain of love is too unbearable to handle anymore. 

So I will cover my heart with brick and mortar and I will steal my soul away from myself. I will not let myself go there again. And although your lips are soft as velvet and your touch sends fire through my body, I will not fall for you. Though your laugh is my favorite sound and your voice is my favorite song, I will not let you in. 

My walls are being built. My heart has hardened. I will not be broken by you.

Author's Note

Probably not the best usage of grammar, but I was just letting it out. Let me know what you guys think?

Reviews

[Dayran]

Such a one ... as love refers to ... lives in our highest thoughts ... the greatest ideal ... the most profound fascination ... but when he is here with us ... he is all thumbs with the physical nature of the human body. Perhaps its best that a part of him will always live in the ethereal. A lovely message ...

[Janna Nicole]

While reading this, every word stood out to me. Your emotions, your choice of words, how you strung them together... It all spoke to me in a way that almost seemed like an internal monologue of my own. Emotions and all...
I know my reviews aren't actually helpful, but at the very least I would like them to be somewhat inspiring. I like to let writers know that I enjoyed their work and that I connected with it in some way or another. That means a lot to me.
Thank you for sharing. :)

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This story felt so tragic. The heart deserves to find love, but I left not knowing
whether building those walls was the right decision or not. I guess that is the point
though. Love is a gamble and you show how vulnerable it can make us feel.

[Chris]

...too late, I already am... after all.


Yes there are grammar issues and a missing word or two. It has more the "feel" of a poem than merely a short story - and as such it has more depth and impact.