I have this longing of getting to know people at a really deep level, more than the one person I’m currently in love with.
It’s hard, so hard though, to speak my thought when I’m sitting next to you [anyone]. I don’t want to open myself. My inner heart is sealed, a turtle shell with spikes on the outside, like the blue shell in Mario Kart. I wish there was some sort of magic spell that could open my shell. But there is, there are two spells; when you open up first or when you ask me those personal questions the shell opens up and out comes words… precious words.