I thought there was nothing, except
my flesh and bone,between you and me
thoughts can be wrong,You proved it.
I often blow on my body, to feel your rejection,
I can feel the wind, but not your fire
I can hear the whisper, that you desire
Who will win, rejection or desire?
Every day is different, yet with two consequences
You fill me, yet reject me
You desire me, yet look away.
I don’t blame you, I know for sure
it is hard to decide, until the moment comes.
I try not to feel it, yet I feel it
It is also my choice, and I chose you,
over and over again.
I choose you, even though I can’t feel the fire.
Cause I know, how empty beds feel,
How wind whispers, how cries echo,
so I choose you, over my loneliness.