It's funny how walls are mistaken for people
I didn't see you until you crumbled
I simply mistook you for your defence
And how was I to know?
I kissed your mask and comforted your armour
I thought I knew your face
But I didn't, of course, think
That what I perceived as love was just another layer of bricks
The saddest part was not the wall that kept me out
But the fact that I didn't notice
Until you were dust on the ground.
