What is it all for, if I can only look at you?
Where did you throw my love away to , the thousands of words, the time spent together?
The sun, the clouds, the rain, the cold from which I warmed you up.
Where is the sound of your eyes on me, the warmth of your smiles?
The corners of your body that I could never look at, now seem so far away.
Distant.
Like your cold love upon me.
