Untouched, Unbroken

In their faces, I see yours. In their voices, my ears try so hard not to hear your whisper, your tickled heart warming laugh. The heart desires only what it can't have, what may hurt it most. I have never felt you never touched you, and so I don't understand. My mind makes it easier to forget, my heart makes it harder to lose. Each thought of such has become fewer as days pass ever so slowly. Would it have been easier to notice them if both of us had never known the other? Nothing matches up anymore to what I really want, what I will wait to obtain even if forever. What they offer is a lie, a binding mess of raw tether and iron chains with a million padlocks. I will save my purity of heart and soul only for this overflowing golden cup that is promised to me.