With just a look you can dry an ocean

with just a touch you can tie every God to your feets

with just a smile you can kill the winter

with just a word I’d follow you anywhere.

Now look at me, dry my eyes in a second

touch me, make think you are God

smile at me, turn this winter into summer

talk to me, with that sharped tongue, and I’ll bleed until you love me.

And you left me smileless, and I won't blame you, I guess smiling at this point has become ridiculous.