My arms ache,
As my heart breaks.
As I stand two meters from you.
In our whole lives we have never met,
Without a warm embrace.
How long to feel your warmth,
And have my heart beat against yours.
My own arms wrap around me,
In the hope that I will feel even just a fragment of that affection.
My arms lay limp,
And are cold as they touch.
I let my two ring fingers of my right hand touch,
In the hope that maybe a reflection will give me that affection.
My eye stare vacantly,
As my finger gets cold and leaves a smudge behind.
I dream of the day for that moment,
I just can't wait for that connection.
- Words by Kirsty Taylor
- Photography by Cecilia Volpi and Kirsty Taylor