Boo Radley

Because before you, words hurt me.

Because before you, love scared me.

Because before you, I watched the world through closed blinds with my lights off,
Wondering why I never had any visitors.

For I believed my door was better off locked, since I couldn’t afford to have anything else stolen.

That is why I don’t have a spare key.

But that’s okay, I only need the one.

And it’s not under my Welcome Mat or under a rock

Becuase no one else is going to need it

That is why

You have the only copy.