Some days, I seek your comfort so much

That I see me and you standing close,

Tapping our feet slowly, gently on the wooden floor.

You hold me, comforting me with your higher stature.

Our bodies touch each other in embrace

And we look in the same direction

As we keep tapping in the same position.

You understand that it is one of my bad mental health days.

I don’t fear your touch anymore

But crave it sometimes more than before.

How can I when it provides to me

Your love, affection, care and the kind of space that I need?

I know that your love language is physical touch.

So, you may probably be happy when I will agree to this exchange

And I will be happy to see us happy when I will willingly reciprocate

But why do problems between us (or when will our physical meeting) take place?

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