You…Yes You (Ты… Да, именно ты)

I feel your breathing turning cold,
The story slipping from its hold.
Your hand is near,
But not the same; as if it barely knows my name.
I trace the lines along your skin to find the place we used to begin,
But every touch I try to give feels like it barely wants to live.
I'm reaching through the fading blue,
Trying to find a way to you.
You, yes, you,
I'm calling to the only heart I ever truly knew.
You, yes, you,
Tell me it's true that I'm losing all I gave to you.