the connection i’ve always desired

longing for that partner;
starving for their company;
lost without their guidance;
blind without their vision.

what’s that love worth?
your heart will tell you it’s priceless;
your mind will tell you it’s worthless;
but what happens when you find
that connection, but you can’t be
connected?

desperate for your warmth;
dying for your touch;
seeking for your direction.
searching for your address…

fuck me, fuck me; i’m a goddamn mess.

a random message appears on my phone:
“I will always be right fucking here; in your
pocket.”

it appears that my GPS, WiFi, and OS have finally
rebooted; whew! that was a petrifying 35 seconds.

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jonathandeanrichie

Currently living in Vietnam, teaching English, fixing the world's problems.

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