touch

this love keeps shovering in my throat like Poison the important of touch . sometimes we count the time and we never get to experience the things that keeps us happy I haven't that right has been taken from me I don't know why but if whenever you get a chance touch her touch him just for a moment forget all the problem the time passing by just let those feelings flow don't let them depart but I never understood the important of touch until I couldn't have it I received the love in different ways I can say but to touch and hold I never got to do that and it reach to a point where I had to play by the rules and accept what was given to me without asking for any favors and questioning it maybe that how I died from the inside I felt lonely in a room surrounded by people and it get hard each day to see the one I'm supposed to be with but still can't do anything to be with them I ask myself what love is this 🙂