A chink in the armour

If you live and if you love

There is a fair chance that you would hurt

Through shining eyes and an aching heart

You learn your lessons that never part

And you start building an armour

Piece by piece, year by year

To defend against the onslaught

Of hurtful untrue chatter

Glad that the armour is now built

You decide to rest a bit

That's that time you let someone to appear

And hit the chink in your armour