Touch
2:43 PM
A finger. Controversy. Commotion.
Poke. Poke.
"Stop touching me!", I replied.
Thought bubble: I really just want to be left alone now. Can't you understand? I don't want to be close to nor around you. Fear of intimacy. At unease. Need of time and space. Leave. A pledge.
Poke. Poke.
" Hmm?", I murmured.
Thought bubble: But what is this feeling? Can't seem to make any sense of it. How did I even get to this point? It's like my whole being is feeling and breathing. Alive.
Poke. Poke.
"Stop touching me!", I replied.
Thought bubble: I really just want to be left alone now. Can't you understand? I don't want to be close to nor around you. Fear of intimacy. At unease. Need of time and space. Leave. A pledge.
Poke. Poke.
" Hmm?", I murmured.
Thought bubble: But what is this feeling? Can't seem to make any sense of it. How did I even get to this point? It's like my whole being is feeling and breathing. Alive.
