Disarmed

Throughout my life I’ve come to find,
That love and romance aren’t always kind,
For me there rarely was a happy end,
Most preferring me as only a friend.

As the years rolled by I started to secure,
The atria where my deepest are stored,
I erected a wall and fortified my defense,
Locked and alarmed against every pretence.

The smoothest of operators couldn’t crack the code,
This vault constantly in lock-down mode,
But somehow (by accident or intent) the system was hacked,
Leaving cipher and shield completely wracked.

I don’t think I’ll ever know how you found the key,
To access the remotest parts of me.
But know, though I remain bodily unharmed,
Emotionally, you have me completely disarmed.