Like the stark reality that comes..

In smoked mirrors and rain..

I brush these sensations away like water droplets.. so.. defenseless.. yet so precious.. it can become the sea, you see.. it can drown me.

And how do i explain to you, who you are.. i cant let you build up, i cant let you realize, what a legend you are.. what a fairytale..

Its you i am protecting. Its not for me.

Cz you know, i was born indifferent, detached. I was born, uncaring, careless, cold. i was born, distant. i can handle what you are, i can take who you are and still be able to let it go. i keep my emotions in strict reigns.. it hurts me a lot, hurts me for years.. and it doesnt even touch me.

but not you, so warm, so loving, so lovable. you risk your life, your heart, your soul, so recklessly..

How can i let you hurt, when you stand at my mercy..

How can i let you break, in my very embrace?