Without physical touch
Would be fatal for me
So wrong to my heart
But here i am
Trapped in this glass
No warmth of skin on skin
No strength of arms wrapped up in
I smash my nose up against the window
Trying to get close to you
But your heat doesn't travel
Through the barrier of time and space
Fingers reaching and banging up against the glass
And oh its a physical ache
This need that fills up my body and rushes through my veins
To have your arms around me
Don't you ever go away again
My heart cries out for your's
It's so very far away
Separation anxiety.
Crying til the morning
Hiding the red-rimmed eyes behind the make up
Waterproof. Air tight. Heat resistant.
Cold-hearted.
I need a hug.

1 comment:
i am sending you a hug.
well done.
i hate computer screens sometimes too.
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