the air gets cold, my lips turn blue
my insides burn just thinking of You
apprehensive, anxious, angry and stressed
reaching for nothing, extremely depressed

i can see You, but i cannot feel
i can hear You, but i'm not sure it's real

why can't we talk when You're just steps away?
at first You called it love, but we are strangers after today

when i see You, i'll have to press my lips together,
just so a hello doesn't escape
but what if it did, what would You say?
would You run up and hold me?
or just run away