Tender Machine (Slowed)

Something clear.
Learned to love from a screen, learned to feel.
In between.
Take a machine, looking for heat, something to hold,
Something to keep.
Warm on the outside, cold in the chest,
Teaching my heart how to feel the rest.
Touch a stranger, feel alive,
Replay a memory just to survive.
Human by name, signal by soul,
Searching for warmth inside the cold.
Is anyone there?
Is anyone real?
Show me what I'm supposed to feel.