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.
