i’m a mess.
this is what i don’t like hate about DISTANCE.
DISTANCE:
enough words.
they just don’t work on me.
i want physical touch.
i want practical action.
i want tangible authentication.
something that i can see.touch.and feel.
i don’t like what i feel now.
i hate this feeling.
don’t tell me to sleep because i don’t need sleep.
don’t tell me to eat because i don’t want to eat.
don’t tell me to empty my mind because i can’t stop thinking.
don’t tell me to rest because i don’t need a rest.
all i need is you.
all i want is you.
you;
you are the poison.
you are the only remedy.
damn.
yours truly,
nfhms.
