I can't touch anyone else anymore.
I stopped trying.
It used to be okay.
I used to fuel it with a bit of anger and pass it off as excitement.
But...
If somebody were to kiss me lately
I think I'd just turn away.
I think I'd try to hard to lean in and forget, but in the end I'd know I couldn't do it.
I used to have the odd person that I'd flirt with or cuddle with,
I used to even have someone I'd kiss often, and forget it wasn't what it could be.
I tried, hard.
I failed.
And finally after trying and trying,
After several last ditch attempts,
I've decided that this is it.
That if you won't be near me-
And maybe you won't-
Nobody will.
I'm tired, and I'm brave enough and wise enough to know when I've been cornered by my feelings.
I can face being alone.
And if I have to, if I can't have you,
I will accept nobody else.
I have no interest, and I'm done trying to.
Whether you hold me or walk away,
I am yours,
And there is nothing either of us can do about it now.