Open your hand; mind, body, spirit,
breath deep, exhale; let everything out,
my hands are open, waiting for yours to collide; coldsweats,
Nerves slipping through my spine, i'm loosing you slowly,
Your excuse is like every other, and sadly;
You were just like the rest.
I was nothing but a chase; you thought you would never have me,
but you did, you caught me bad, then;
the chase was over, and so were we,
I was nothing; too you,
a single touch, a single kiss,
a single little note,
a waste.