close, close, come closer
come close the gap between you and me
come let me see behind your closed walls
closed-off heart, closed-off eyes
when I reach for your hand
your fingers don’t close around mine
mind the gap,
the signs would say
and we used to laugh about it when we were in London.
but somewhere along the way
we forgot the mind the gap
between you and me.
and now it’s wider than I ever thought
that it could be
I’ll make the jump from my side to yours
but I don’t know if we’re close enough anymore.
so if I tumble into the chasm between
just know I tried.
so, I’m gonna be honest: I didn’t want to form real sentences tonight so you get a little poetry-ish thing. sometimes, my writing refuses to be paragraphed. my 31 days series is explained here and today’s word prompt comes from Erin M. Salmon. want to give me a one-word prompt? tweet it @hannahboning.