Sometimes I hold my face
The way you used to
Simply because I miss it

Sometimes I touch my knee
The way you used to
simply because I being worth holding

Sometimes I run my fingers over my lips
The way you used to
Simply because I miss yours

Sometimes I hold myself
The way you used to
Simply because I miss human contact

Sometimes I give others love
The way I used to you
Simply because I need to be felt in this world