Distance and Connection

There’s security

in only allowing others to see you at your best

Made up

well-dressed.

But pale, sickly

Lip bloodied

Feels too raw,

My image sullied.

What could be better than to remain

at a safe distance

a curated image

untouched.

You might be anything exciting in their mind

But too far away from their arms

No real connection can warm.

So when I was crying on the balcony and you asked

“Why won’t you let me hold you?”

The honesty and boldness

Stunned

Gutted

But the response too complex to be uttered.

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