I kiss you, I hold you. We are hand in hand, inseparable in every sense. I look you in the eyes, as close as we could possibly be, and all I can think is “I wish I could feel your warmth” I look to you, and wish that they could see the sparkle in your eyes. I lean into you, finding no support in the empty air I know your very being, your soul. I know all that you are, and I have known you every moment of your life. I’ll never know the feeling of your hand. Would they love you as much as I, if they could only see your face? If I could take a picture of that ephemeral space and show them what treasure has been hidden from this world? Could I let them hear your laugh? Would it ring for them like it does for me? There is so much I would give to let the world know what it is like to be with you. (For any of us, really) Even with all my mind upon you, there remains the gap between us. Two beings of aether, as entwined as possible, but totally unable to touch. What I wouldn’t give to bridge it. One moment, one second. Even if all we can do is to brush the ends of our fingers. At least then I would know how it feels.
Written by Haylee and Emily