One arm length
You have been hurt before. And the pain is still tangling in your nerves, You feel lost. You are lost. You stand in the crowd, when it’s all noisy and happening but all you hear is your heartbeat. You dont dare to trust, you are afraid to trust so you measure everyone else by one arm length. When someone draw close, you stretch out your arm and space yourself. When that someone draw too close, you move behind to keep the space. One-arm-length you tell yourself. One-arm-length is where you keep everyone. Letting no one play in your court, you feel, it would prevent yourself from hurting. Scattered hopes, lost dreams and self-deception is what lead you here. It hurts and you drowned it all in the middle of the night. When morning comes, you mask yourself with smile and false hope.
Can i hug you? Just a friendly hug? Can i have a hug? Let struggle in your arms til i lost all strength. Let me feel the warmt of a friend once again. One-arm-length til when shall it be?
