Serendipity

A lot has happened in the past two months since I got home.

I've seen my life crumble apart, as I slowly pick up the shattered pieces.

I see myself from afar and think, "How did I get here? And for the second time?"

I am reminded of why I put those walls up.

To guard off all the darkness lurking around.

But he pushed through, and I pulled him inside as he slowly broke down the walls until not even a brick was in sight.

But now; here I am again. Everything seems nostalgic. It feels like everything that has happened since then was just a dream.

I have found myself here again.

Behind another tall wall. But this time it's different.

Because this time, the wall has a door.

And the door wishes to only be visible to one person.