Story Of My Life

Touch

Your love language is touch
And you are all I feel
Deep in my bones, you carry my weight
On the tops of your shoulders like I'm a
Boulder, and maybe I am burdening you
Or burdening your sweet soul
That begins to grow underneath my skin;
It's the fact that I don't touch
Yet I feel you by my side
And if you caressed me in this instant
I would become paralyzed
For your hands break my hard bones
My weight turns into nothingness
I am nothingness
Without you.