10 Inches, 100 feet, 1000 miles apart from eachother, yet all I want is you to put your head on my shoulder... To hold me in your arms and never let go. To squeeze me oh-so tight... Show me that you actually love me as much as I do. I want you to put your lips next to my ear... To whisper it in silence, to let me know that you will be always there for me. But all these is just a fever dream of mine, knowing that even if we could you won't do it. Why won't you kiss me once? Just a kiss goodnight, so I can rest in peace as I watch the world around me breaking down... But instead I am laying here, in my own misery, staring holes into the air with puffy eyes, only thinking about you. Thinking about the love you gave me, thinking about the pain you gave me, thinking about all the nights I stayed awake just to interact with you. You drew many smiles on my face, yet downed me in my own tears... People say, that love's a game. A game you just can't win. A painful game, for both of us. Maybe they were right. Right from the start... but I didn't wanted to listen.