Warrior

Somewhere between vulnerability and steel is that feeling when your skin burns with closeness, but caution still beats in your chest. Words break like ice chips, but beneath them is the molten metal of confidence. Everything collapses and is rebuilt in the same rhythm: heart, body, music. Love here is not a battlefield - rather, it is a training arena where you learn to take a hit and not lose your softness. Each chord seems to heat up the air until the world becomes transparent from the heat. And suddenly you realise that being a warrior does not mean fighting. Sometimes it's just about staying true to yourself, even when everything around you is burning.