Breaking Through
On my door, you came and knocked,
I saw you through the window.
When you found that it was locked,
You searched and searched and found the key.
And I slowly fell in love with you.
Behind the door, there was a wall,
That no one has broken through.
You were different, you showed them all,
The wall came crashing down.
And I slowly fell in love with you.
Then you walked into the maze.
I lost myself in there before.
It seemed to go on for days.
But you met me on the other side.
And I slowly fell in love with you.
Finally, you approached me.
My mask, my last defense.
You ripped it off, I could finally see.
You’re unlike all the rest.
That’s why I fell in love with you.
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