pretending..

i am here to write.

something,

not much always but

it sometimes feels like enough.

it is an escape

take that metaphorically

but i literally mean it literally

i sit down, close my eyes, breathe.

no one hears me,

no one sees me,

but i am happy like that.

well...

see?

an escape. because at least here something's seen and/or heard

because here, my words have meaning

and i can escape, while i'm at it.

so i keep it as a win-win.

it is good enough.

it (has to be) good enough.

wow.

how else do i say it,

i want someone else here to join me

come hide here,

escape because there's no(one)where else

to be,

to go,

to hear you

to see you

i hear you

i see you

i feel it all

and i'm here too

i'm here for you

let's send virtual hugs

and imagine ourselves together

let's type rhyming words

and pretend that we're near

stay close enough to tread in open wounds

but far enough to know

that we'll never meet

see, or touch

but at least we're friends

and not alone.

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