Just another writing

short simple words that i have spoken
dancing along my lips
just past my tongue
reaching for ears
and finding
what i was looking for
hoping for
dreaming of
terrified to find
but i said it first
just like last time
and every time
that those words
have danced their way
across what i am
just like this pulses through me
makes me shake
keeps me from breathing
makes the days drag by with longing
because all I want
is to hear you,
hold you,
see you,
be there.

She sat in the corner, her legs folded up tightly against her chest. Her arms hugged them closer to her than she would have thought possible. As she sat there, curled up so as to fill as little space as possible, her eyes and body burned with emotion. Tears pressed hot behind her eyes, begging for a release she would not grant them. She would not cry, she could not cry. She pressed her face into her knees, trying desperately to hold it all in. It seemed like life was too much at that point. It seemed as if all her burdens would force themselves out through her eyes, if only she would let go."This is neither the time nor the place for such things," said the voice in her head. She twisted her body into a tighter knot, feeling herself press more closely into the corner of her room. She looked up to stare at the blurring edges of posters and white walls. Something just wasn't right, and the young woman felt the first warm tear roll down her cheek, and watched her vision clear as it did. The first tear branded its way down her cheek, leaving a glistening trail in its wake, but was soon followed by others in an unchecked flow. The girl felt as though her whole body, her whole soul were being relieved in the action.