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Got mad and punched a wall. Three times

Echoes of the Heart

Nichole sat in her cozy living room, bathed in the soft glow of the evening sun. Memories of heartache and betrayal flooded her mind, each one a painful reminder of the emotional scars she carried from her past.

She had loved before, with a depth that had left her shattered and broken. But then she met Kenny – a whirlwind romance that ended in tears and anguish. In the aftermath of their separation, Nichole had vowed never to let anyone hurt her like that again. She built walls around her heart, brick by brick, to shield herself from further pain.

And then she met Andrew – a breath of fresh air in the midst of her distress. Their connection was instant, their passion intense. For a fleeting moment, Nichole allowed herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, she had found her perfect match.

But their relationship was short-lived, ending amicably as they both moved on to new chapters in their lives. Andrew had never hurt Nichole – he had been everything she had ever wanted, everything she had ever dreamed of. But still, she couldn't shake the ghosts of her past.

And then, out of the blue, Kenny resurfaced – a blast from the past that sent shockwaves through Nichole's carefully constructed defenses. As he attempted to reenter her life, Nichole grappled with a difficult decision. If she had to choose between Andrew, the perfect man she had recently met, and Kenny, the man who had hurt her, who would she pick?

Instantly, her mind betrayed her, choosing Kenny without hesitation. It was a truth she didn't want to accept, a painful reminder of the lingering hold he still had on her heart. It was a hard pill to swallow, a truth she didn't want to believe – but deep down, she knew it was the reality she had to face.

Summoning all her courage, Nichole decided to confront Kenny once and for all. She expressed the wall she had built around her heart, brick by brick, to guard herself from further pain. She spoke of the betrayal she had felt, the trust that had been shattered time and time again.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she confessed her fear of letting her wall down, of risking her heart for a love that may never be reciprocated. But despite her reservations, Nichole knew that she couldn't ignore the feelings she still harbored for Kenny.

As they sat in silence, Nichole braced herself for Kenny's response, unsure of what the future held. But deep down, she knew that no matter what happened, she had finally found the courage to confront her past and take a step towards healing.

Lowering Defenses

In the ruins of trust, walls rise tall,

Each betrayal a brick, each one a call.

Layer upon layer, they tower high,

A fortress of pain against the sky.

Each brick laid with sorrow's hand,

A testament to where I stand.

For every trust betrayed, a wound so deep,

Leaving scars that never sleep.

With each betrayal, the walls grow thick,

A shield against love's cruel trick.

But oh, the weight, the burden they bear,

As I hide behind walls of despair.

For in the darkness, I find my solace,

Protected from love's relentless malice.

But with every brick, a piece of me dies,

As I surrender to betrayal's cries.

Yet still, a whisper, a flicker of light,

Beckons me from the depths of night.

For though trust may falter, hope remains,

To tear down walls and break free from chains.

So I'll gather the strength to face the pain,

To tear down walls built in vain.

For though trust may be fragile, it's worth the cost,

To rebuild the bridges that betrayal has lost.

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I felt so happy and in that instant moment my fingers itched to send you a text about my achievement to include you in my joy. But I didn't. You hadn't knocked me for a week after that last goodnight I sent you and how could I just text you out of the blue now like I always used to do? I used to do it; I did it a lot. But you see, you never knocked me first or initiated a conversation. It was always me texting you first and sounding needy even when I was telling you about my perfect day. I missed your presence in sadness and in bliss and you, you barely acknowledged mine. So I didn't knock you. And a wall started growing between us until there was just nothing more to say. But I miss you; I still do.