It's like the time you called your cousin at 11:30 at night for his chocolate chip cookie recipe just to hear the sound of another human voice
Or the time you drove four hours just to get a hug from your mom
It's like when you'd been working here for two years and your friend Kate comes to visit and reminds you that you haven't been touched since you arrived
And you shutter when someone brushes against you instead
of falling asleep in someone's arms and you don't lie down with your head on another person's lap or play with anyone's hair anymore
It's like it's growing in you--it's like it's gnawing on tendons and you can't believe you haven't jumped