The Wall

As he inched towards her, he could see a shade of fear in her eyes.

The unbroken pieces

The unbroken pieces

His palms encircled her cheeks, to pull her closer to him, his lips locking with hers, uncertainly at first, though finishing the kiss with a soft “I love you”.
She let him kiss her, but he felt something amiss – she wasn’t responding to him.

And then he had flashes of her past – how she had been broken several times – this girl, who could be a blessing in anybody’s life, the way she carried herself now, with all her guards up, had shut down completely.

He wanted to show her that life is not as hard as she thought.
But how could he, someone had messed her mind up completely.

He couldn’t get past that wall, no matter how hard he tried.
She had built it around herself, brick by brick, strong and secure, as a defense mechanism, never to open it to anyone.

Today was a start, a small one, but a start nevertheless.

PS:
This piece of fiction has been written for Write Tribe’s Festival of Words 3 Entry 1: 9 Sentence Fiction

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49 Comments

  1. If he truly loved her,the wall of resistance can be broken over a period of time by tenacious and sincere love.She needs to know this guy is different and meant to stay with her for life.

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  2. As someone who’s been broken a few times, I can surely empathize with your character… it is harder than ever to trust again. The wall comes up by default and everything is viewed with suspicious eyes. But I feel that somehow we must trust again because if we dont find happiness/love again, have we not already lost?

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