Warm Armor

I didn’t build walls, I built discernment. Learned how to love without the hurt in it. That’s growth. I keep my heart open, just aware. Eyes open. Not every hand deserve to be there. That’s real. I’ve been bruised by moving too kind. Too much. Now I know how to choose my Time. On time. I don’t freeze when it feel Unsure. Nah. I just move with something stronger. Stronger. They thought I’d harden from the pain. Mmm. But I soften with better aim. On purpose. I don’t flinch when it get close. No fear. I just guard what matters most. Ooh, right here. This that warm armor. Feel it. Soft to the touch, still guarded. Protect. I don’t shut down, I get smarter. I love deep, but I love conscious. Aware. Warm armor. I don’t bruise easy anymore. Nah, I keep my heart in safe condition. That’s me. Still gentle, just more sure. So sure. I don’t confuse distance with fear. Nope. Sometimes space is how I stay clear. Clear mind. I don’t need to prove I can Feel. I feel. I just don’t bleed for what Ain’t real. Never. I don’t punish love for old mistakes. Mmm. I just recognize familiar shapes. Pattern. If it echo what I outgrew. Nah. I let it pass me through. Let it go. I don’t carry yesterday’s scars. Not anymore. More into rooms that earn my heart. Ooh. I don’t tense when I’m seen. I trust who I’ve been. I do. This that warm armor. Feel it. Soft to the touch, still guarded. Protect. I don’t shut down, I get smarter. Smarter. I love deep, but I love conscious. Aware. Warm armor. I don’t bruise easy anymore. Nah, nah. I keep my heart in safe condition. That’s Still gentle, just more sure. So sure. So sure. Mmm. Still ours. Yeah. Yeah. Still kind. Still here. Oh, here. Still here.