You could say I’ve been broken and destroyed time and time again and it was only natural for me to put up boundaries in order to protect myself from anyone else becoming so close to me. These boundaries are like checkpoints, rules and regulations you must follow in order to pass. I guess what I’m trying to say is im just waiting for someone to be able to surpass my boundaries and be deemed as ‘won’t hurt me,’ so far none are worthy..

..maybe I’m not waiting for the perfect one, maybe I’m just waiting for someone that I willingly will just let the boundaries fall for them.