If in your skin could I
climb into and have a word
An honest word
about what really matters
I would ask you...
                                                Does it hurt to love?
                                                And is it enough?
                                                Does it tear you apart
                                                knowing that I'm on the outside
                                                and you are on the inside
                                                and until we die
                                                we can't be as one?
Does it hurt to love?
to feel my lips so close
to collapse under my gaze
and know that you cannot
taste what I taste
or be more than your own reflection
of what I can see?
                                               Does it hurt to love?
                                               when you hold my hand
                                               and know that unless
                                               we both die right now
                                               we will one day
                                               Have to let go?
If so, then welcome home.