We argue, fall out, all the time.
It's the very same topic each week.
I long to hear just how you feel.
But you choose not to speak (those words)
Now, you say, l'm in your space.
I'd love to feel you take my face.
Your eyes on mine.
It seems l'm chasing you away.
Why don't you stop and hold me, eh ??
Come baaaaack !!