I

thought

I

felt

your

shape

but

I was

wrong,

Real-

ly

all

I

felt

was

fal-

sely

strong.

I

held

on

tight

and

closed

my

eyes,

It

was

dumb

I

had

no

sense

of

your

size.

It

was

dumb

to

hold

so

tight.

But

last

night

on

your

birth-

day

in

the

kitc-

hen,

My

grip

was

loose,

my

eyes

were

o-

pen.

I

felt

your

shape

and

heard

you

brea-

thing,

I

felt

the

rise

and

fall

of

yo-

ur

chest.

I

felt

your

fall,

Your

win-

ter

snows,

Your

gus-

ty

blow,

Your

la-

va

flow.

I

felt

it

all:

Your

star-

ry

night,

Your

lack

of

light.

With

limp

arms

I

can

feel

most

of

you.

I

hung

a-

round

your

neck

in-

de-

pen-

dent-

ly

And

my

loss

was

o-

verw-

helmed

By

this

new

depth

I

don't

think

I

e-

ver

felt.

But

I

don't

know

My

nights

are

cold.

And I re-

mem-

ber a

warmth...

I

could

have

sworn

I

wasn't

a-

lone.