The Hardest Part, A Fake Poem

A short story I wrote a while ago but I am just now comfortable and feel it's ready to put out there. I was listening to some pretty sad music and thinking about life and death while writing this. I was going through some issues and wrote this to help me deal with it.
It's about a person who refuses to let themselves fall in love, but someone changes that (pretty cliche right) and they fall in love. They allow this person in and try to change for them. It's a short story and has some pretty deep meaning, at least for me.
My friend and I call it my fake poem if you're wondering where that comes from.
Editorial credit goes to Bria, who can also be given credit for helping me write part two and giving me the idea of the title "fake poem".