themes: human connection, loneliness, faith
loneliness has molded its way
to be my closest acquaintance
i despise it with my weary bones
but it was steady through the years
in all my nights of solitude
i would never foresee us
touching our fingertips to the string
that pulled us into each other
what rarity that we may find
our way together miles apart
perhaps this connection is all we need
to know that God somehow cares
your heart was touched by a stranger
what a unique sensation to know
that you are fully understood
by someone you've never seen
thank you lolhiloool for giving me the idea for this piece
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aftertaste || poetry
Puisithe words left in my mouth after the pain came, stayed, and left
