There's a version of you that still flinches at love. That expects disappointment before it even arrives. That still scans the room for danger, even when everything's calm. Be gentle with her. She learned to survive in chaos. She built walls because she had to. And now she's learning, slowly, that safety doesn't always mean silence, and peace doesn't have to feel like loneliness. You're not broken for needing time. You're healing from a life that demanded you to be strong before you were ready.