I miss him...
And yet,
It’s like
I never knew him.
Spoke to him
Long-distance,
Met him once,
Then never again.
He said he needed time.
He said he needed space.
I never even
Held his hand…
Never brushed my hand
Against his cheek.
Just spoke
& guess I frightened him…
I would’ve gladly
Been just friends…
But he said
good-bye.
Copyright 2012 by tabatha seven
12/9/2012
9:54 p.m.
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