It's sad
Deprived of human contact
Of physical contact
Of touch
I don't receive it from my family
Not even a hug from my mom
It's rare
I need it
It makes me feel better
I couldn't sleep for awhile
It was so hard
I lay there in bed and I started thinking if 𝚑𝚎 hugged me at that moment Id fall asleep immediately
This went on for days
One night when caney was over she held my hand as her and Christian were talking
A few minutes into us holding hands I fall asleep quickly
I appreciate contact so much
I cherish hugs
Even though I want it
Sometimes when I get it on freak out and don't know what to do
What am I supposed to do
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Poetry and Thoughts
Poetrythings I think and write, no reason to be. some have meaning, most don't.
