Walk In The Rain

You, me- we all have an invisible wall around us; our very little not-every-one-can-enter bubble in this vast, mundane world.
The tougher your spirit, the harder the wall. However, perhaps someday someone will invade that wall and become a part of your world- maybe even more. For all one knows, that someone maybe be a familiar brown eyed boy- subtly, surprisingly spearing through your wall after a walk in the rain.

He came,
Broke through her defenses
Dancing in her melody
He became her solicitude.