I’d look up to see your face
But you would look in another direction
distracted
Busy judging what others are doing
Rather focussing on them than on your own doings
I would grab your skirt
Pulling it a few times
Trying to get your attentions
You gave it a yank
And I would feel the fabric slip through my fingers
And you slipping along with it
I then would try to call your name
A little louder the next three times
Your response would always be the same
nothing…
Your mind is wandering somewhere else
You look little lost
There’s a hollow look in your eyes
I’m hoping you’re doing okay
But I can’t ask because you’re too far away
I’d put my arms around your body
and lay my head on your chest
But it felt more like hugging a statue
than a human being instead
so very cold
I’d take a little of your sadness
to try and warm you up
But the endless emptiness doesn’t seem to stop
I would hug you tighter
tighter
and tighter
Desperately trying to make you feel better
Sometimes it would work
And on your face would grow a smile
but that only ever lasted
for a little while
– ARM
