This time I won't disappear totally

I've been hiding as long as I can remember. About 3 years ago I begun to build a wall around me little by little. Every hurtful word added a new brick on my wall. I tried to make my wall as unattractive as possible so people would just leave me alone and stop hurting me. And finally I succeeded, I hid so well that nobody, me included, was able to find me...

Then came along this young girl, who saw some signs of life behind the wall, thought they were kinda cute, and didn't give up until she was able to see me, all of me. It was amazing to watch how those bricks just crumbled down around me. I was so scared, so vulnerable. Sun burned my eyes that were so accustomed to the darkness. That felt like a rebirth, the beginning of the rest of my life.

Then the girl went away, without a warning. I felt so lost, almost like drowning on dry land. I went back to the place where my wall used to be. I took a brick in my hand, looked at it and thought about my alternatives. I almost begun to rebuild it, but something stopped me. So I decided not to rebuild my wall. I'm still hiding inside myself, but I feel myself strong enough to stand tall without my wall. This time I won't disappear totally.