She said, “tell me what you’re looking for. I’ll help you find it.”
She had come to believe that he must have been searching for something when his words cut through.
Slicing open, looking in her for the things he lacked.
Like a thief, breaking in to take what valuables he could find.
Searching for the peace he couldn’t seem to find within himself.
An unnecessary invasion.
Forced entry into a heart that was never locked in the first place.