She is a scared little girl.
You’ve gotten down to my last layer. She’s this little girl who is scared. She is scared because she’s given so much of herself to people she shouldn’t have. She doesn’t know if what she has left is even enough for someone to appreciate if it’s given. She isn’t easily trusting, but she’s sweet and nice and will give herself to you piece by piece if you ask. She will not look you in the eyes or even in your direction. When you speak to her, her voice trembles and her hands shake. Her eyes are constantly filled with tears and all she does is anticipate her next heartbreak. She needs to figure out how she’ll survive it because it’s going to happen. She needs to become accustomed to pain so that it doesn’t hurt as deeply when it comes. No one is going to appreciate the little pieces of her she has left and the pieces of her that were given away but thrown back because whoever had them wasn’t happy with what they were.
She is the last layer. The last one here and she isn’t strong enough to push you back. You’ve made it this far which means this is it. Once she loves you, there’s no going back. She will love you with every little broken piece of her and if you hurt her in anyway accidental or purposely she will close up again to slowly heal the pain she feels because she cannot take much. Hurt her once, she’ll remember the pain and she’ll be discouraged. She’ll become more and more discouraged. She’ll need more reassurance than you thought. She’ll need constant love and affection. She is a child. She is a baby girl. She is a little girl who was too trusting and is now scared.