I doubt there's anyone in my immediate network that's creepily thinking about other people's crap till late at night. I hope I'm wrong, though. It would be nice to know if there's at least another person "near" me with the same unnecessary habit of worrying about other people; the same itch we can't scratch.
There's just people that don't deserve the crap they're experiencing. They're all such great humans!
ESPECIALLY YOU!
Goddammit!
Oftentimes I just want to hug you, then I realize it would be too weird to ask for a hug out of the blue, so I settle for patting you on the head. Then I realize that's just a slightly weirder version of a hug.
BUT GAH!
I feel like it's the only thing I can do. As I am right now, I'm incapable of understanding the depths of your pain and sadness. I don't have enough confidence in my words being able to reach you, especially through such thick barriers that you've put up. I can only hope that, at the very least, my sincerity can be transmitted through my touch.
The only thing I have that think might help you is my presence.
And willingness to listen.
If ever you would want to be heard.
So let me sit here for a while.
And creepily think about your crap.
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