Heart to heart...

My heart beats for you...

The sad, lonely, lost look in those dusty brown eyes.

The dark undertones of that bass voice...

My heart cries for you...

The sheer agony you transmit upon yourself with each glance back in her direction.

My blood boils for you...

All the rage you refuse to feel towards her for leaving you as you are, no longer bothered to fix what she has broken.

My mouth speaks for you...

The lost words you never let yourself think of all those nights you lay tossing and turning unable to sleep, thoughts of her running through your mind.

My voice sings to you.

My blood boils for you.

My heart speaks to you, because no other way will you accept the words I have to say...