After the incident that happened yesterday and the conversation that followed after, I felt close to Mr. Wolf. Though he was still putting a safe physical distance between us, which sucks, to be honest, I had cracked through the walls of his heart. The closer I got to him, the more I found how broken he is on the inside. It wrecks my heart to see his wounded self, but there was a sick part of me that relished in his pain because that way I can get inside his heart. Even if that isn't possible, I, at least, want to be someone he will remember forever.
Now that Mr. Wolf has shredded the walls he has built over the years, he was more expressive about himself. Since we have decided to keep it within boundaries and not cross the line of friendship, we decided to get to know each other better…
