I was once d free one, until we met,
True as I believe, Valid as I accent
I thought I was happy, but then, 
You became my source of happiness, 

What is touch 
When it cannot be felt 
Voices if they cannot be heard
Words if they cannot be said,
Reality is as real as I see‎, At your simple touch I melt,

Each time yu came close, I could feel my PULSE, Even at my feet
This feeling called LOVE, I wish its everlasting
Bt then you disappeared,
Like the wind carried you along,
Far out of my reach, for you ran out of touch,

I could feel my heart was crushed
I've chosen to b lonely this once,
I've chosen a distinct and separate world,
And now that you left, I am no longer the free one
For I am OUT of TOUCH!