I have never seen anyone fall
As hard as I did on a Saturday afternoon
When our eyes interlocked with one another
The way fingers interlock around a warm cup~
On a chilly night
Like the way kids wrap their arms around their-
Or how mothers hold their-
I never saw sparks fly when my parents looked at eachother
I imagine it would look something like…
That Saturday afternoon,
I learned what people meant when they said-
It felt like just us in the least lonely way possible
I thought I knew what the warmth of a human felt like
Until you touched me with your eyes
I couldn’t imagine ever going back
Is this what it feels like to grow closer without…
All the touching
Maybe I was crazy
I was wrong
I was delusional
I made it up in my brain but
I know you felt it too
But maybe that feeling of comfort
Was temporary
And your want for physical touch was acting
Of course I was crazy
If not me who
I was insane
I made it up
I want to believe it and end a sentence but…
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