Sometimes hyperbole tells the tale best of all.  I sincerely hope to get some feedback on this one.  thanks!

Being Real

– When Hyperbole and Life Intersect

Overwhelmed by a single thought
Unexpected.
Triggered by sweet words read on some site I don’t recall
A punch to my chest

A  shawl knit of sorrow draped around my shoulders
A vacuum sucks the air from my lungs
This sudden longing for you
a craving sharp and fierce

If I can’t touch you how can I live
and navigate my days?
Never feel you?  Never kiss you?
Never hold you in my arms?

The sands of regret
weigh me down and clog my breath
I am blinded to life’s beauty
We will never be together