Here it is again; lingering heartbreak, tears, confusion, pain.
Focus eludes me, sleep despises me. Tears the river I drown, yet you remain obstinate, celibate and complacent.
Where do I fit in your life, your eyes, your passionate dreams? I want you to want me, not because I beg and plead. Truth be told, your desire I crave not the embrace.
I beseech you need my skin upon your skin, my lips upon your lips, my heartbeat upon your chest.
