im crying
tears stain my blotched cheeks
your hands are the only thing
i want
i need.

your hands are the only things
i can’t have.

why do i do this?
why can’t i be okay?
maybe,
if you held me,
i wouldn’t be this way.

im crying
my head is nothing but a weight
crushing my neck.
my hands are useless
waving and shaking
longing for your touch.

if only you were here
if only you loved me
as i love you
maybe,
maybe,
i wouldn’t be crying