You are already gripping the door handle, anticipating their departure. It’s over before it even begins. You don’t fully let them in and you only open up just enough. You’re scared that just as soon as you do, just as soon as your wall comes tumbling down they’ll leave, be gone.
We convince the outside world that we are fine, even if we are aching for help, and that is why we don’t get it. That is why the distance between us and everyone around us widens. We are all running away from each other, when we should be running towards one another.