Sometimes you feel like a million miles away… untouchable, unreachable.

Sometimes I wish that you’d close that distance and hold me close… just like that.

It’s really simple.

…

To put it in simpler terms… I’m fucking pissed!

I felt unacknowledged, and not important enough.

I said that I’m tired, and all I wanted was to end my day in your arms and escape to a new venture in our dreamland.

But instead, I waited.

I kept waiting.

I waited.

I waited some more and gave myself a distraction in the form of a mystical liquid that cleansed my nerves and peeled away their covers to make them more fragile and sensitive.

And then I was back in your radar, but I was on the outer circle, weakly beeping on the screen, but not strong enough for you to be able to close that distance as simple as it was before.

A hug wasn’t going to fix this.

Before, it would have.

Before, all I needed was just a hug.

Nothing else mattered when my being was intertwined with yours.

But now, I’m too out of reach to be intertwined with you.

I’m too far gone to be kept around.

Now, I need more.