I gave up this night,
When you moved away,
My arm dropped from you –
You didn’t let it stay.

I felt the hurt again;
And it drove my sleep away;
You knew I shrivelled;
Yet you slept on anyway.

I am so tired of this:
Being shunned for touch;
Despite the sweat and heat,
It’s really not much.

So when you let me go,
I decided I won’t fight,
I gave you your comfort,
And I gave up tonight.