I felt your tender touches;
So close, so near.
But I couldn't perceive them,
Clothed by fear.

You said it was for the best,
But by god it hurt.
You tried to wash me off your hands
Like I was dirt.

I guessed you had your reasons,
But you didn't have to lie.
Because I knew when you didn't kiss back,
That was our last goodbye.

(m.a.)