My Wall

My wall. It’s not pretty, a brick wall, as long as my arm-span, as tall as the top of my head.
Occasionally I get curious and stand on my tip toes to peek over to the other side.
And today I couldn’t believe my eyes, a man, looking around, his heart on his sleeve.
What is he looking for, could it be me?
I duck back in a hurry before he sees me, I’m scared, but loneliness and curiosity gets the best of me, I peek back over, he’s still looking around, with that heart of his right where I can see.
He catches my eye, smiles, and walks slowly over to my wall. I duck back down, wondering and scared of what it is that he wants with me.
He talks to me from his side, I listen from my side. I can’t believe he doesn’t want anything from me, just a friend, someone to talk to.
He talks about himself and I can’t believe, he’s gone through a lot of the same things as me.
As he talks, he removes two bricks, he wants to see my eyes while we talk, which is ok. He gingerly sets them aside and asks me questions about me.
I share some of my stories, bits and pieces, and while I’m talking he removes some more bricks and I don’t even notice.
He likes what he hears and what he sees, and curiosity and loneliness gets the best of him. He quietly removes more bricks, but I realize that its happening too fast and I replace a couple of them and just look him in the eyes, wondering if he will try to burst his way through or walk away and I’ll never see him again.
He smiles, pats me on the head, replaces a couple more, and says he can’t wait to talk to me again tomorrow.
Tomorrow comes and I’m anxiously waiting, he brings me a flower and we talk for hours, smiling, laughing, crying. I asked him where his wall was, and he pointed down the lane, he said he just had to come and see what was behind mine and had to leave his in order to come and see. He had no regrets, he can tell that I would never hurt him, he’s trusting me with his heart as we spend hours getting to know each other.
How long will it take for me to be that brave? To take all my bricks down? He’s not sure, and as he removes some every day, he replaces a couple before departing and when he comes again tomorrow, I will remove some, and eventually maybe I will be free again, for him to hug me and hold me and protect me, fulfilling my dreams.

My Wall


Manteca, United States

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