Her Untamed Vulnerability

She was never perfect. She was the definition of 'untamed lover'. She had difficulties with herself. Hard situations made her solid as a rock, her words rumbling like thunder, anger like a roaring tiger. She was always protecting her vulnerable side. The side whom she never shows him. Well, he thought she was something dark-full of mischief and a dangerous being. But, he still loved her in ways she never expected. He was the first being to slowly make her mask fade, wishing he would also be her last resort. Realizing they were two different people like the sun and moon, distance may be their hindrance but it was worth keeping-the love. For the first time she felt vulnerable, she felt attacked but she let it flow. She let it show. She let it go. Slowly one by one, her darkest pieces unveiled to him Saying, "I hope you get to see the truth" Wishing to be accepted without her facade.