It could be that I'm weak,
that I'm overwhelmed by simple things.
You could be hard to read.
Or the words I heard, you did not speak.
And yet I still think
that these things are usually how the seem.
This is no different.
I guess you feel nothing,
How did you think I'd keep you from my dreams
once you laid your head on my shoulder?
When the light dimmed, your fingers touched my skin.
Don't come close if you will not come closer.
Sometimes it seems as though the sun
slips its rays through the clouds because
it wants to show
just how brightly you can glow.