fighter part one

she's closed.

the windows, the doors, all the vents.

she's concealed herself inside 

the house she built.

no part of her is simple.

she's a tangled, stubborn, complicated 

mess.

and no one wants to untangle her 

more than Him.

and He begins to.

one conversation, one window and

one vent at a time. 

He starts to get a look, a glimpse 

of who she really, really is.

but she's scared, and still unsure

of herself and Him. 

so she closes off again.

is it fear?

or her insecurity?

doubt that what He says is true?

because He is true.

He's true. 

His words, once spoken

leave marks in the deepest parts 

of her; of you.

and yet after knowing this

she still closes off every part of herself.

still broken; she's never open.

He will pursue. His fight for her is 

never ending.

everlasting.

for His love for her runs deeper,

so much deeper than her rejection.

He's a fighter, a fighter I say, 

with eyes of fire.