Heart-in-Hand

Walking hand-in-hand, just you and me,
Onward I look as I start to think:
Your hand is so soft, so gentle, so warm,
Perfect in every way, perfect in every form.
My hand is all calloused, scarred and warn,
Things seem so different when holding onto yours.
Suddenly you let go, our hands no longer grasped,
You say you're over me, that I'm just part of your past.
The pages of our story of love have been torn,
Now my heart is all calloused, scarred and warn...