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The distance between us

Two hearts in two separate rooms
Distance - seen and unseen
Silence beneath the mindless chatter
Coldness underneath the skin
Mechanical motion
Perpetually there
But never the smooth flight
Of a bird impatient to reach its nest.

The right words are spoken
But they do not resonate
Reaching out and never finding what you seek
The unknown that lives within
Never to be explored
The language that you speak
Never to be understood

Fear won't embark on a journey
Fear is unwilling to try
Fear won't make the small, quiet pleas
That are left unanswered in the night

Needs unmet
Like hunger, unsatisfied
Freedom,
But with it loneliness
That eats away at the joy inside
A heart untouched by reason
A mind untouched by love
Passion unattained
Failing to unite
Struggling to regain
A small semblance of hope.

Aching for romance
Dreaming for a change
Unable to leave
Unable to breathe
Hold me tight, but let me go
Trying harder than we should
And still, a resounding 'no'

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