to move you

you shift in you seat,but not from uneasiness

you're never uneasy,

i hate that you're never shaken
maybe thats why i try so hard to move you,
coerce you into some,
some display of emotion.
it un-nerves me,
how cold you seem

who needs to be forced to wipe away tears when they fall?
i want to rationalise,discern some reason why you ended up this way
why you seem to delight more in the falling out of love

than the falling in

and the way you can just stand watching
as i tumble before your eyes

but maybe i should question more,
that i'm the one who allowed it to be

i should have walked away long ago.