We spoke long of intimate things, and though I felt my very soul touched, his hand was never lain upon my skin.

We spoke long of intimate things, and though I felt my very soul touched, his hand was never lain upon my skin.
When we are being honest, often it is not they who are not enough, but we who want more than they offer.
It could have been anyone in that moment, but it was you who were there, you I turned to in my need.
I will leave my heart lying about for you to find.