Just stop telling me you feel me cause you will never feel me. You will never feel the strikes of wholeness understanding me whenever I see you. You'll never understand how quickly I fell for you, how soft your soul called for me like it knew me. It knew me before you knew me, before I knew you. Don't ever tell me you feel me .. Your fingers are way too clean, a tad too pure. A hand that should be dipped in gold. I know you could never feel me cause your heart is still whole.