There's something within me That feels drawn to Something within you. It felt within reach, Close enough to touch; My fingers grazed the surface, Clumsily trying to clasp, But it evaded my grasp.
Was it ever within the realm Of possibility, you and me? Still, I do without. I'm chilled without the heat From what we ignited, Reckless and shortsighted. Now I'm without a clue, Wondering what to do Without you.