I cannot find you where I once had,
Or I am finding you different than before.
So curiously, I dissect you
Peeling off your outer shell.
Raw and untouched,
Ripe and virgin,
I am just as afraid as you.
I cannot see you as I once had,
Or I am seeing you different than before.
Is dimension another barrier?
Or a bridge in which to cross?
How do I touch you now?
How do you touch me?…
I miss the way we used to be,
We used to see eye to eye.
I look at you and reach to touch
The glass just as cold as your eyes.
Such a pretty face despite your tears,
Your fears they drip like mourning.
Every morning I wake up to find you,
Only finding you still gone.