
I felt myself reaching for you
But there was sandpaper on your skin
And my soul was grazed by the touch
Sensing how it was for you far too much
And how much pain you were in
I am sorry now I could not understand
That what you needed was not what I
Could give
Then
I will take it as another failure
Yet another reminder of my sin
Of how I felt short
Again
Although I tried my best
Sometimes hearts
Just cannot connect
No matter what the intent
And sometimes things are too painful
For affection to flow
In the direction or form we wish
That love would go
Tender and poetic. Well done.
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