Space

if this space made sense to me, it would tell me it needs to be/ but it doesn’t, so it won’t/ and i forget how to breathe after staying in one spot for so long/ i want to see the sun/ and be with her/ i want space to run/ just to fall next to her/ so i wait for all this room to come alive and start making sense to me/ because if it did, i wouldn’t feel all this bad/ if i stand right here/ and don’t move a muscle/ if i crumble they won’t see it/ they won’t make a big deal out of it/ i just want this distance to mean something more/ i want it to come alive and talk to me/ and tell me why it threatens to tear me apart.