Feel the warmth of your lips against mineBut you aren’t thereI look for your gazeWhen you enter the roomBut you float right past meI check my bodyStill breathingThough I am not sure that I existI questionI don’t understandThough I want toYou answer Nothing Implying illusionNot happeningTricks of my mind My blood runs coldAnd my guts twistAnd my mind spinsAs I’m reminded I am nothingNot worthy of loveNot worthyOf even an explanation