opened up and closed again

I'm trying to get the gears spinning again so bear with me.

Two people deceiving each other and loving every moment of it, one step ahead of the truth. They both want more and more and neither can give it, so they do the only thing they know.
When someone says they want to know you and when they hold your hand is that the right time to open yourself, to take the razor to your chest and make her watch as you bring forth all the little faults.
A line of gory problems and twitching anxieties, white with decay and scared of the light, what do you expect her to do with those?
Hold them in her hands and love them, kiss the ancient hurts and make you feel alive again?
Only one way out and that is through, she smashes them to the ground and squeezes them until they burst, nothing left and nothing of worth.
She leaves you like she found you, a human crack in the wall of the world. a little shaken and a little frightened but it'll be okay because you didn't give her everything.
You still have me.