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Here and Now
Sep. 21st, 2025 08:38 pmLips unkissed.
Hands un-held.
Sweet Nothings never spoken and caresses never made.
Nothing to hold.
Nothing to lean to.
Nothing to be there for or give support.
How long is it reasonable to wait for a touch, a turn of phrase, the feelings of being alone relaxing a bit? Once hope is defeated and the reality sets in with no warmth to help, it becomes a closed system.
Nothing new. Nothing changed. Nothing but days trailing other days.
I wonder if this can be considered to be healthy, safe – I don’t think we were designed for this.
But lips are still unkissed, hand still unheld, Love still distant and elusive. And the choice is to either live with it all or throw in the towel and end the suffering; which is better in the long run?
Hands un-held.
Sweet Nothings never spoken and caresses never made.
Nothing to hold.
Nothing to lean to.
Nothing to be there for or give support.
How long is it reasonable to wait for a touch, a turn of phrase, the feelings of being alone relaxing a bit? Once hope is defeated and the reality sets in with no warmth to help, it becomes a closed system.
Nothing new. Nothing changed. Nothing but days trailing other days.
I wonder if this can be considered to be healthy, safe – I don’t think we were designed for this.
But lips are still unkissed, hand still unheld, Love still distant and elusive. And the choice is to either live with it all or throw in the towel and end the suffering; which is better in the long run?
