Stationary Solace

If you think you charmed me in that talented, neurotic, overlymoussed hair sort o' way, think again.

How can someone be so offensive and be so charming all at the same time?

Little by little, the wall I've built for so long crumbled before my eyes.
Why?
Because of that wrecking ball you call concern was thrown and caught me offguard.

As I watched you walk across the room, I tried to run to the opposite direction. But it seems like my feet were planted on the ground.

Your arms embraced my whole being. I had to hold on to you to keep myself from surrendering to the weak feeling in my knees. Tears welled up in my eyes but they remained unwept. I clung to you as I totally let go of myself.

You finally got to me.