We create this figurative wall because we are all paranoid. We figure that we will emotionally fall into our very own void. Our whole lives we search for our future husbands and wives to fill that hole, but when these trials don't turn out to be right, we burn out our spirit's fiery light. For a while, we follow the dark as we embark to once again mend our heart. Our skin grows hard as we become hollow and emotionless. We guard our insides, yet are hopeless because we are love potionless. It seems tragic that this magic elixir doesn't exist, 'cause who could resist an easy path to win that loving kiss? We all wish for a romantic kiss from our crush's lips. But what if this kiss was passionless? Sometimes after sex the confusion of affection towards that physical connection makes us hallucinate. That feeling actually imitates genuine chemistry, for in reality, it is artificial superficiality. But when these real eyes don't realize these real lies, we allow the misconception to lead into our own infection. We take down these bricks and become sick because of our mind's tricks. And so we continue to fall and give them our all with our eyes closed, but our heart wide open.