Without human contact,
The world shall cease going around.
What is this I can't pronounce…?
Personally to you?

Held this conversation with the screams of my own insanity.
Where are you...?
Where are the webs of destiny going to appear?
I want to believe it's there,
But did it already shatter:
And leave its last request on the floor?

I want to be bathed by this light.
This warmth...
Is something I can't find all alone.
You're at the other end,
I want to approach you so bad.

Don't you know how much...
I wanted this?
Long ago, I decided to lock myself in this box.
I can't find the damn key now...
Loneliness shall engulf my but hopefully...

The unloved maybe that I am,
The unloved maybe that we have succumb to,
The unloved maybe that...
There are the days we feel like
This is what we are.

The simple human contact,
The final wish,
I would wish to be fulfilled...
Is to capture your warmth,
And this warmth,

Shall unfreeze these fingertips.
It shall release the soul from its captivity of its cell.
I...shall keep this secret fantasy though,
Encased well.
With lock and key,
Kept safely in my clutches.