Wanting

Thump thump thump.

I hear his heart beating. 

In, out, in and out we breath in sink.

Anything physical, doesn't seem real.

I slide my hand away. Of course I want to keep it there.

I can't control what I do. Too scared to say what I want.

He stares after her. I want him to stare at me instead.

I feels for her, and not me. 

I am stuck. I am a robot of information, no relationship I have is real. All just fake and wanting. What is real? Is there anyone that truly cares? 

When will it be my turn?

always,

Kara Diane Rhodes