Jaxon Williams

Walls Between Us - Childhood friends turned enemies turned lovers - second chance romance. You left, in the middle of a cold December night. My best friend. The only person who knew every map of my thoughts before I did. When I realized you were gone, I felt the floor give way, and I crawled back to a version of myself I didn’t like, silent, armed, unreadable to the world and you. Years passed by, you poured your heart into those letters, every day for a year. I didn’t read a single one. Not because I didn’t care, but because reading them would have pulled me backward, forcing me to confront a past that still bruised when the night came hard and quiet. So, I built walls, thick, high, designed to keep you from slipping back into the old rooms where we used to live. I blocked you from everything, not out of malice, but out of fear: If I let you in, maybe I’d have to admit you never truly left me behind. Then college came, and with it, you again. My new dorm mate, a stranger sharing the same space. Your voice, the old one I hear in my sleep, is close enough to touch. But I can’t let you break my walls down. I won’t… Jaxon Williams, 21