why am i sad when i hear you speak why do i cry when i feel the touch i long for i hope that i can go beyond these tears for they will last throughout my ages as i gaze upon your hand along my cheek i can see the soft of the words it speaks but as i feel their comfort the shiver and chills run along my spine and i bat away the hand for not to freeze but again these tears flows from which them came and as i realize the mistake that i have made i go to have your touch again i wish upon your comforting hands now that i have them along my body why dont i want to be with the rest of you