You're Worth Waiting For

Stone by stone.
Heartache by heartache.
Pulling myself inside.
Not introvert, retrovert.
Refusing to show who I am.
Wearing a mask.
No more tears, no more pain, I said.
So I grew the walls of thorns,
Cursed myself with the hundred year sleep,
Lay on the bed in the highest tower.
I will never come down, I said.
What is this, a light at my window,
Shining from far below.
I see his face, I know his name.
Holding out a heart of light.
Calling to me, come down.
I say it will take time,
for me to take the stairs.
It will take time,
for you to rip down the thorns.
It will take time,
for me to find the key.
You will grow tired of waiting.
I should have warned you.
But he simply smiled and said,
You're worth waiting for.