Distance

It’s such a small world until you’re looking for someone specific.

               Making Time Square with all her crowds
                    seem like an emptiness
                             as vast as the universe itself.
           An arm’s length away feels like the farthest distance
              when you’re wanting them to reach out to you
                            to even brush your hand.
           Talking can be so easy, until it comes down to three words
                         How they stick in your throat
                            And hang in your mind.
            And how much they can weigh down a simple
                                            “Hello.”
      It seems like such a small world until I’m reaching for you.
    -s.g

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