I'll never feel your arms wrap around my body,
Holding me close to you to keep ourselves warm.
Are hands will never hold each other's while walking down the street.
I'll never get to lay across your lap, looking up and admiring you.
I'll only get to imagine what our first kiss will be like,
We will never get to lean in slowly,
Scared that the other will say no.
Our lips will never meet softly at first,
Then meet again fiercely with passion.
I will never get to know all your curves,
And you will never know mine.
We'll never get to gaze into each other's eyes.
I'll never know what touching you feels like.
I know this touch Starved relationship
Will end in heart break,
One way or another
But I still can't help loving you
With all my being,
The being you'll never get to feel.
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suicidio
PoetryTRIGGER WARNING!!! A poetic take on teen suicide, depression and eating disorders, written by a disordered kid.