The Simplest gesture 
The crave of validation 
You cannot give me 
 
The greatest pleasure 
Your hands in my hair 
Honest and Tender 
The high only you can give me 
 
The aftermath 
Leaving my lonely 
Guessing once again 
Awaiting your return 
 
The relapse 
Each time we meet again 
I see your warm brown eyes 
I cannot help but melt into them 
 
The Coldness 
Each time we touch 
My heart is set aflame  
Yet somehow, I feel a coolness I you 
 
I give 
Just as easily as you take  
Our hearts cannot align 
They inly collide 
 
But now 
Your silence says it all 
As I wait for you to call 
 
The cold truth 
Only I will see 
As I sit in this booth 
Is that you broke me