Soulache

Every touch reminds me of hers Every compliment from others are hollow How I long to hear those words With other people it feels so shallow I saw she loved me despite belonging to another And how our minds and souls would dance like old flames But she encourages me now to pursue other lovers So I must dirty my spirit with lies and shame. If she had only believed in us, I could still speak from my heart But it was over before it began and now my spirit's torn apart. I need her in my life again.