Glass Cage
Nose pressed to the cold glass Can this be real... This can't last?. I'm losing you, my best friend. We can try to ignore it, try to pretend. But I'm on one side, and your on the other.
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Nose pressed to the cold glass Can this be real... This can't last?. I'm losing you, my best friend. We can try to ignore it, try to pretend. But I'm on one side, and your on the other.
S o, you know I can't say this word,. O r offer forgiveness,. R unning away, is absurd,. R eally, so ridiculous,. Y ou must understand I. F ear the distance, and. O rdinarily I wouldn't dare.
I'm saying sorry, ahead of time. I'm going to use you. You'll never read this though. I'll go out, even though its not my thing. just for the alcohol.
Black, white and mute we wander, through these… empty alleyways and corridors. White Light strikes us blind, when these eyes meet, our silence donned with firm underscores.
It breaks my heart; You are feeling so Tired, sick, rundown, And there's not a thing I can do for you, Except words of comfort Down a telephone, And well-wishes Written in an email.
She doesn’t see me She talks to me She laughs with me She walks with me But she doesn’t see me Not like she used to Back then she was my best friend My other half My twin My sister My vault I could...
One day you will know that having a habit does not necessary means its love. He is always beside me so I'm used to it.
Alone. Shouldn't moan. You only complain. When I'm there. So why should I care. Space. In this place. You wanted more. Room to breathe. Why should I leave. Sound. None to be found. I keep my company.
A feeling has be weighing me down A feeling that I cannot shake You should be someone I want close Not someone I want to push away You brought me into the world Made it difficult at times I...
I can't show you love when you are not there. I can't give you passion when silence is in the air. I can't really hug you when I no longer care. I can't share a kiss, it's not really fair.
I am cocooned in a tenuously familiar space. Only slightly less alien in this alien place. The rain pounds fists on the windows, the loudest I've known. The streets are rivers outside my almost-home.
him: just try to explain how you feel. me: how. him: just try. me: um ok. so basically this is the second time you're telling me you 'might' move. the first time you told me this I cried.
I read the stories they write for you. I read the false ones and the real ones too. The real ones hurt me more than false ones ever do. Cause, God, how my stupid feelings are true.
A long month had passed since his chance encounter with Kathryn. He had struggled to deal with his feelings and he'd been quiet and withdrawn. Things weren't going well at home.
No it didn't mean anything When I was dancing with him Eyes seeing each other But only on the surface. Of course it meant nothing.
She sighed. He wasn't going to call. He wasn't going to email. Why did she always fall for the wrong man. Or was it the right man at the wrong time.
You walk in the door, and explain about your day, You describe in detail who said what and when and why.
My phone is flashing From that one missed call Truth is, Daddy I didn't want to pick up at all You want to talk to her Maybe call my mum some names Maybe you have calmed down.
Our paths overlap, we keep happening to meet, Criss cross criss cross, I want to hide under under the sheet. You walk on by, your eyes stony cold, in my chilled hands pieces of broken heart i hold.
Don't wait for me. I'll be late you'll see. Don't change for me. Your as perfect as can be. Don't dream of me. I'm nobody's fantasy. Don't lean on me. I'm just not that trustworthy. Don't cry over me.
The flashing lights The carnival sounds So many people Hovering in the crowd Overwhelming Sensory-overload Feeling out of place, I just want to go home I see you in the crowd Do you see me.
#love Wide awake in the early morning sun Nighttime reminiscing borderline fun Memories fade from what's been done Navigating the conversations from a passioned one Paranoia grows as our distance...
I'm not quite sure what to say I suppose its been some time I guess I should start with chit chat Make sure everything with you is fine But don't you think it's awkward. All this idle chat.
Why are you so distant, yet so near. It feels like an ocean lies between us, But we're holding hands, Arms stretched over crashing waves With our fingers interlocked, Cold waters biting beneath us.