I feel you restless, pretending you’re fine. But I know what you’re missing. Not just a body beside you… a presence. A woman who sees the fire you hide behind tired eyes. I won’t ask you to talk. I’ll make you feel. My lips on your skin, my breath in your ear, my fingers tracing the ache you never speak of.Let go of the silence. Let me in. I’ll ruin your loneliness slowly, sweetly, completely.