He Asked...

he asked me the other day
to take it off, my mask
what is his reason to ask?
he knocks on the broken door
to my heart, my hurting heart
asking me to let him in,
begging to become apart, to try
my trust is like a broken glass
once it is broken it can
never hold life giving water again
he wants me to trust him
to take his warm, strong hand
here I am behind this door
so scared, so cautious, so unsure
he's asking me, waiting for me
heart says yes, mind says no
he loves me, how long though?