...Touch

You don't have to touch me
For me to feel you
You just need to be present
When I see you
Acknowledge my presence
Am I at all worthy of your attention?
Is the desire to share & connect a distant memory or a conversation we never had?
We never knew what to expect
Nothing was premeditated
But you're here, we're here
This is us
Where do we go from here?
That's the question
My love for you
Has not changed
Nor has my heart
Is it you? Is it you covering up how you feel to protect yourself from what might happen and from the what if?
Why can't it just be "why not?"
Why can't it be "it will be...", "this is what we desire..."
We're connected but your we's become I's so easily
And I wonder when you turned into this being so negative
You may see that in me
When I have my moments of defeat
I share, reflect & regroup from within