Six inches
Between happiness and heartache
Reaching, stretching, every muscle aching
Every heartbeat sounds as a drum
Empty space
Never before has it had feeling
Now, it is cold
And heavy
So close
Yet the distance grows farther
With every passing second
Six inches
All that stood between my fingers
And your love
You took a step
Seven inches
YOU ARE READING
Ramblings
PoetryA collection of poems that I've written when I was bored during class, waiting for something, had nothing better to do, out of my element, or simply struck by inspiration.
