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
It seems like such a small world until I’m reaching for you.