Three inches
The space between us
Is a hard rock wall
Cemented together with
Awkward pauses and words unsaid
Its just three inches
But it seems much larger
And I can't quite patch it up
Its killing me
I can't look at you
That calm, polite
Almost indifferent expression
Sears and shreds me
So I sit there,
With a stupid, pained smile
Plastered on my face
Burning a hole in ground
Voices laughing and chatting
Are pressed in the background
Muffled in our thick syrupy silence
Quietly suffocating me
If I could move,
Scoot just a little bit closer
Perhaps it would all
Just end
But I am frozen
Ice, or granite
Numb, unfeeling
Maybe you are too
Can you remember
Laughing hysterically?
Leaning close together
Jolts of lighting whenever we touched?
Because I do
It was filled of those little things
a touch on the arm
the upper corners of our mouths
twitching from inside jokes
To me it felt like sunshine
Now it feels like hail
Puncturing my skin
Each little pebble
Stinging
Pain, I can take
It's the hollowness
The emptiness
Threatening to swallow me whole
Reason says its just three inches
An easy distance to cross
But I can't shake the fear
that its much more than that.