My words to you, no longer hold the same meaning
My eyes that search your face, no longer see what they once did
My hand in yours, is holding something unfamiliar
My lips on yours, feel something distant but clearly once known
Your words to me, no longer leave the same affect
Your eyes search my face, where now they are met with a blank expression
Your warm hand in mine, desperately holding onto my cold limp one
Your lips on my cheek, no longer welcomed by my lips
The second set of lines was my attempt to switch the perspective of the first few. I think I just ended up stating the same thing though...
