Unforeseen as it may have begun, we have eventually grown closer as the time went on
Left as a consequence of the past, I ached to reach out for you
At first, averse to the touch, to the affection I wished to give you,
you seemed distant, uninterested
Later on, however, I'd come to understand the reason
But just how did we become this close?
Or rather, are we really close?
Questions of the body would split from questions of the mind
Physical contact has never meant emotional closure
Visions of intimacy, words of intimacy, full of ambiguity, are what you've been showing me
But would that make us intimate?
How come whenever eyes are turned away from us, you become so tender?
Every slight movement, every small word makes it seem like we are close Closer than ever
Soon it breaks and I'm left to wonder,
with all that's happened we should, in mind, be closer
Although for you, it was a question of the body
Whenever we hold hands, the memory that stays is your warmth
But was it really warm, as in a way to transmit your love, or was your body heat just high?