So Close, yet out of reach is how I feel about everything.
So near I wish I could touch, maybe it is all to much?
It slips through my fingers tips.
Warm tears and shattered hearts.
To be so close, yet so far.
Where your insides fall apart. you hold it together, all those shattered parts.
All you want is to be smiled at too. For someone to not be afraid of the broken parts of you.
They would make you laugh, forgetting the gloom. To not be alone in the middle of a full room.R.D. Jess