The computer screen blinks at me
Dusty keys touched by many hands
As if inviting me
Studying my reflection
Wondering if he has replied
I think about him often
Long lost and close
I could finally speak to him
Forever it seems he was distant
Now I could touch him again
Hold him in my arms
To tell him that I love him
But what will he think of me?
Would he be dissapointed?
Unable to protect his mum
A shell of myself
Unwanting for pity or shame
I cannot bear to look
Or be looked at
Not today or any day…
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