A sweet hello graces your lips

An awkward wave,

Eyes burning into my soul.

 

Hold your breath.

Fear is near as you take my hand in yours.

Oh! My soul! loves and misses that soothing touch

Demanding your small love.

 

The words drop of your tongue-

Love, dear- go on.

Retreating into the cold dark abyss.

Reaching to find nothing to embrace

And the words I needed to say sealed.

 

Your touch, my love, I so miss.

Regret, from the lack of love I provided.

You drew away, afraid of your cold touch

Letting a deafening, chilling goodbye out

Leaving me to cave and mend my soul.

Water surrounds me as I am forced to repeat your words.