Feeling your touch, a warmth within my soul,
With shyness and with hope I saw your face,
And stared into the eyes that make me whole.
But deep inside my head I knew my place,
And realized that I'd never have you near.
An arm's reach was as close as you'd allow,
And sometimes just a hug, but with much fear,
That I would start to feel again somehow,
And all the pain would rear its ugly head,
When, telling me again, to break my heart;
You reinforce that feelings here are dead.
So, sadly smiling, broken as I start,
To think of of all the happy moments shared,
I wonder if you ever truly cared.