The Journey of Opening Up

Humans are unable to love until they ̶a̶r̶e̶ feel loved. Humans are unable to give until they ̶a̶r̶e̶ feel given.

How do you expect one to put into words things they don’t even understand?

Life made me unable to open up. Situations made me all bony and they left me to starve all by myself. Lies. I took a few step backwards every time they took a step forward. It’s all the same routine playing all over again. Every single time.

Until, someone forces its way towards me and held my hand tight not letting go. Intruder. What a rude gesture. Guess the pattern of living life has stemmed deep within. It is what it is, until someone proves it otherwise.

Step by step, I’m learning this foreign language.
Word by word, it spills out of my mouth.