mulla
Despite everything the world still goes on.
Everybody has some kind of blindness, it's just different what we choose not to see.
Today everything is associated with tears, heartbreaks and misery. Even the word binding. I don't think I can explain why.
You. You are a miracle. A miracle that happened to me.
I am covered. Covered by an armour invisible to the world. I am guarded. Guarded by a shell - keeping the hurt far away from that weak spot also known as my heart. You covered me in that armour and you don't even care.