There's Comfort in Distance

Closing something right after it's opened...or something like that. ;)

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There's comfort in distance --

a mutual resistance 

to something too strong, 

it could overwhelm us.

A thin curtain cover --

anything will do --

to shield us from feeling

what we already do.

My head's turned the wrong way

all of this time.

You've been looking my way

all of the while.

I could've turned around,

You could have called my name;

but neither did,

'cause neither could 

be ever so brave.

There's relief in these walls

that divide our space.

I can think of you freely

without having to face

any kind of confrontation --

a confirmation or rejection.

In here, I can be uncertain

and you won't be obliged to wait.

There's contentment in idleness --

an illusion of safety.

I would prefer this silence 

than to wake the fear inside me.

Even a glance could be binding,

dare we step beyond our boundaries...

There is comfort in distance

in a room of uncertainty.

There's serenity in estrangement;

we'll find it eventually.

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