I’m slowly, yet gracefully falling into a pit of sadness, the cause of my sadness is not the overwhelming pressures of society, yet the touch. The touch of my love i crave it. I feed off of it,and when i don’t have it i feel useless i feel as if i cant accomplish anything unless i have it. I feel as if its my very being that keeps me going. The nights are colder without them, the days are longer when i don’t have them near me, just them being close to me knowing that they are next to me is enough to save my soul from the curse, the curse of loneliness.
Its to the point that i am so madly in love with them.. their very existence is the reason i keep going its the reason i keep striving for perfection, even if i never reach that perfection i so long for, i am happy because i know, in their eye’s i’m perfect.
I love you, -Anon
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A very well written expression of longing for a touch and its valuable impact. I like the free flow .Well done “Anon”
Amazing job on your piece. This piece really bought out the true emotional pains of missing and longing for someone. The only critique I have is a couple of your I’s are lowercase. Besides that, everything is perfect. I hope to see more from you, keep writing.
This was very well put together and I can completely relate, in a long distance relationship myself and sometimes it’s the simplest things we miss. Thank you for sharing