Walls
Daryl was busy building walls around his heart. He has gotten good at it. With every loss in his life the walls became thicker. Don’t let anybody in so it won’t hurt anymore was the plan, that sounded quite simple. But then she came. She aimed with her slingshot and with one skilled shot, she made a hole into his walls. Just a little one, so a ray of light could shine in. He let it happen. It felt so good, so warm. Little by little the walls started to crumble and fall, making him pick up the stones without a clue how to put them back together.










