There I was standing in front of you the entire time
and you never took notice, did you?
You never realized that for some people revelation of oneself is a rather big step
It doesn't come to naturally for all
Only for the one in love

But you look at me with wooden lenses
Your feet sunken in cement shoes to approach me
Your mouth gnaws molasses to speak
An arduous chore it seems to lift your gaze

If only you would explode out of your passivity
and ravish me till I am near dead
that, at least would satisfy

but as all good things come to an end
the heart grows colder

the silence envelops the sound