I see people offer their hands
then accepted and taken
together with another
empty hands, a thing of the past
Staring at my empty hand
I offer it to my love
Turned away for another hand
was it the wrong time? the wrong person?
Time and time again,
I'm left with an empty hand
There must be something wrong with it
Ashamed, I put it in my pocket
Is it so wrong to want another hand
this feeling of emptiness
God wishes me to understand
Going without, this must be Hell.
