how silly we are

how silly we two

we can’t bear

this gap

for long

if I cannot touch you

it’s like I cannot

be myself

and for you

it is the same

and so we meet

in the middle

and it’s so much easier

to breathe

despite knowing we can only

go so far

but it’s easier to stand

toes to the line

than look from far off

at you

on the other