Rose

I often compared myself with a rose
the petals were my friends and family
ever so often a petal would fall off
and got carried away by the wind
as the rose lost more and more petals
it eventually became unrecognizable
only the thorns were left
these I compared with the walls I had build
unable to love and trust for years
all from the experience of betrayal
and it wasn't until the day I met him
that I could learn to trust again