Robin's p.o.v

Speaking to the atmosphere in whispers,

you hear leaves rustle and the wind whistle.

He is your miracle, but he can't outrun the

oracle. Your life keeps on going in a circle

after he is long gone. Even now love is patience

and sacrifice. I am here and that is all what matters

for now. You let your guard down even if at times when

you expect for me to fly away like a bird.