A sweet hello graces your lips
An awkward wave;
Eyes burning into my soul.
Hold your breath
Fear is near as you take my hand in yours
Oh! My soul! loves and misses the soothing touch
Demanding your small amount of love.
The words drop off your tongue-
Love, dear- go on.
Retreating into the cold, dark abyss.
Reaching to find nothing to embrace
And the words I needed to say sealed away.
Your touch, my love, I so miss
I regret that I gave nothing in return.
You drew away, afraid of your cold touch
Letting a deafening, chilling goodbye leave those lips
Leaving me to care and mend my broken soul
I'm drowning as I am forced to repeat your words.