Its weird how I didnt start this with the intensions I have now.

I never worried about anything.

I am a realist/optimist.

I never thought of anything other than how it was.

My attention was never swayed to one thing.

"butterflies" was a feeling I was no longer familiar with.

I never let myself feel something for anyone, ever.

I didn't allow myself to get let down.

But I cant seem to remember the last time all those things applied to my lifestyle.

When did I become vulnerable?

When did my barricade get broken down?

Cause' I sure as hell dont recall.

I dont think I was ever conscious of my want for a challenge.

and you, you are tricky.