Laid here at your feet,
I remain miles away from you;
Watching you,
Yearning and yet at peace.

I can never love you,
Not in the way you may come to love me;

So I'll wait.

From here I will chase after your warmth,
An unquenchable thirst,
One that should always stay in a state of deplete.

For you should never come to love me,
And only in this state will I feel at peace.

Laid bare in the hands of someone I should never complete.