Your touch is warm and soft,
but your eyes speak a lot,
about your detachment
from my soul,
about your unwillingness
to let me take control,
I can see reluctance
in your actions,
I can see aloofness
in your smile,
The way you ignore
every drop of tear
from my eyes,
the way you save yourself
from my highs,
You say, you care,
but your actions
speak the truth,
You say, you love,
but it's not the same
as it used to be
in our youth,
I shower love and affection
but you avoid them
like a plague,
I held everything
out for you,
but that's not what
you want to bear.
Still,
nothing would stop me
from loving you
unconditionally,
Not even the thought
that you would
never accept me.
Sometimes souls never meet,
Sometimes one of them just
runs behind the other.