How come this lovely creature can't be touched?
It's like there's a barrier that disables my latch.
Isn't you who was born with this immense endowment?
But is it really a gift, or a curse in beautiful concealment?
The feeling of being separated from everybody,
Shouldering every weight of the world solely.
Standing at the top, out of everybody's reach,
Can't be close to you even by an inch.
A human that is close to perfection
Should hide every flaw and trepidation.
For as you're the strongest soldier of the universe,
You won't let them down even you become the fear of all monsters.
Using humour to hide all of the pain,
And every needle that causes bane.
My darling, show me your thorns that you concealed,
And I will show you my hands, ready to bleed.
Let me be close to you and keep me by your side
And I'll promise you I'll stay—and forever, we ride.



永. ∞