I heard a voice inside me screaming your name. But my walls are thick enough to silence the wailing. My facade will tell you that no damage was dealt to my defenses. This is love, and like war, I shall show no weaknesses. But behind my iron gates will unravel my fragile structure, my ruptured foundations and broken columns. I proved to be strong and intimidating outside, but not all the way through. I let you in, not knowing you’re the trojan horse. You are my dream but you are a nightmare. A storm should be named after you. And like a hurricane, you left me devastated inside. But my walls are still standing. I shall build my structures again. Thus, for the meantime, I will hide inside these walls.