she can't meet you
when you make her
what you cling to
what you need
and it makes me sad
when i think of loves
what they turned into
when i squeezed them
imagination
isolation
there is richness
in longing
and it makes me sad
when all we want
is connection
all i want to do is close the gap
but my wanting grows it
and it makes me sad
when you want me
i'm repelled by
your needing
cause i'm not me
i'm a white sheet
i don't know what to do
do i tell you
i think you're on your own planet now
and i'm on mine
where he treats me bad
i'm still reaching back
i must use the pain
or belief in lack
what's been done to you
you will do
what you do
will be done to you
was i nothing
to you really
but a surface
warm body
no that's not true
i do know you
at least i knew you
in the moments
now you're memory
and my longing
you're the essence
you are sweet
and you live in me
i feel myself
in the space
between