I put up walls around me
So I could hide from you.
But somehow, some way,
You managed to misconstrue
What I really meant by this.
You thought I didn't feel.
You thought I was boring and depressed.
You thought I wasn't real.
The only things you saw in me
Was that I was cold and strong.
You came at all hours of the day
To win a fight; to prove me wrong.
But somehow, some way,
The fighting turned to greed.
The greed fueled desire,
The desire nourished need.
One day you dragged me to your room,
You threw me on your bed,
Your hair was a mess of broken sky
Placed atop your head.
You pressed your mouth to mine,
You were so hungry that day.
And now we lie here in your bed,
And all I want to say
Is that sometimes, Grimmjow,
I don't put up walls to make you frown.
I don't want to keep you out.
I want to see if you'll break them down.