Our time was so painful and beautiful.
You make me deeply attached to you, I explore you, rebel against you, and move towards you.
I finally know that I am not owning you, but living with you.
Life is constantly "dismantling", and your preciousness lies in your willingness to face the ruins that I have dismantled and complete the "reconstruction".
When you take off your armor, leave the top of the light, and walk towards me, I know that you are the "mortal" hero who coexists with me.
