Shopping at the Gap

I see through eyes, and I get trapped in my head.

I'm worried i'll forget and start thinking of my own pleasures.

I do! I see you for you, and me for me. It is painful.

I see us as separate. I see your pain. You see my faults.

It is a hard thing to look at.

I keep a close eye, but i get tired.

I am awoken by your screams.